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Winds of Change
by Christel CrewsI catch glimpses
of late
when no one is looking
of a life I could grasp
and possibly find peace
within
but I find my past
slipping that much farther away
with every step
in this unknown direction
Who I was raised to be
is fading with every glance
and who I am becoming
is someone I never wanted to see
and I'm not sure if I can
own up to the loss of familial
expectations
or if the guilt will
draw me back into the cold
however
in those moments
when I catch the ray of light
in this whirlwind
and the warmth of the unknown
wraps itself around me
I allow myself to breathe
in this new season
and just
be
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me 04/29/2013 Posted on 04/30/2013
Copyright © 2024 Christel Crews
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 05/01/13 at 10:19 PM You have a crisp, natural way of writing and a clear sense of where you are going to end this piece. I enjoyed these ponderings. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 05/05/13 at 03:03 PM Nice piece of introspection Christel. Easy to relate to. |
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