Opening and Closing


I wonder as I lay down to close a hair pulling day

Trying to find a comfortable position

If I reacted appropriately to situations

Though I read and listen to comfort from many

Each circumstance lends to its own unraveling

I am never too young to understand

Never too old to learn and grow

I grow tired of vanilla, safe and predictable

But leery of new and just for now

As my feet hit the cool new morning floor

I am thankful but prefer to keep my options open

I am good with opening up a new day

And closing out a night

It’s just all the in between that messes me up

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