Monday, December 3, 2012

Sandpaper

Sandpaper

Confusion is found in maintenance
Embattled with knowledge
I go questing for solutions

Challenges are sandpaper
Refines my spirit
My answers are in jeopardy

Sometimes honest endeavors found
Then we find the question
Attempting to interlock

Random guesses resolve
Hunches based on instinct
Our deep reserves for survival

Trusting ourselves
Bitter in our determination
Following a self created walkway

Happiness just out of grasp
Stretching fingers tip the knob
Doors that close while others open

Broken splinters of wood
Evidence of forced entry
Some by self others unlawful

Carrie Lin R. Jones Oct. 13 1998©

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