As the afternoon lengthened
And the polite applause became obligation,
And I wondered again what it all really meant,
And why I had reentered this chamber
Of a house I had lived in for a lifetime.

And when the pronouncement was made
And the burden of accolade fell upon me,
I didn’t doubt that it was possible, but
Did wonder if it was really real--

And now I better understand Phineas,
“I’m not going to do it again,” he said quietly.
I too now know I "could do it".

04/27/2018

Author's Note: When the Utah State Poetry Society mistakenly awarded me the "Poet of the Year Award" and then took it back.

Posted on 04/27/2018
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