To myself
That I might not be able to keep.
A lifetime of wanting and waiting
Has hardened my heart
For dreams.
And so, I go on.
Holding nothing too close.
Nothing too dear.
Nothing...
For myself.
Just one step after another
Along an untended path.
Avoiding the stones that would trip me.
I will not fall. I will walk on.
Without promises.
-kjsmith
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