An old friend arrived yesterday.
He reminded me of those days.
They were long ago and almost forgotten.
Every memory came rushing back.
I wonder whether I did the right thing.
My motivation has been lost to time.
When I try to describe the events,
my words are confused as I stammer.
I fight my hardest at everything I do.
Today I am working on a new problem.
It doesn’t seem that difficult.
Do I dare try again?
W. Wayne B.
Kindle poetry chapbook: Poems: Hope and Love
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