To Myself
I am so angry at you!
My vision,
to play happily on the rocks.
Let the wind play with
my senses.
******
The waves
and wind beckoned
my soul
to revel in the moment.
******
Not all calls,
should be answered.
Some are negative
some are good.
******
The risk one takes
in the name of fun
doesn’t aways
work in the way you intend.
******
a sudden shift
horrible shoes
led to a fall
and damage was done.
******
Now I am mad
at me.
One thoughtless deed
is compromising my goal.
******
One week?
Two weeks?
How long will I pay
for this irresponsible deed?
******
How many treats
can I not give my friends
because of
my nuthatch play?
******
I am so angry
with the
irresponsible decision
that I chose to do.
******
The only thing
I can do
is trust
that there is magic.
******
That all will be
okay,
an happy trip,
and happy friends.
About the Creator
Sheila L. Chingwa
Welcome to my world.
Welcome to my thoughts.
I am proud to be a Native American Elder born and raised in Northern Michigan. Thanks to my hard work I have a B.A. in Education and a Masters in Administration and Supervision in Education.
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