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Dropping the Ball

There's a day I need forgiving,
when all the things I know of living,
things I know and could do rightly,
are done wrongly and unsightly,

let you know you can depend on
what I shallowly intend on,
see an image back reflecting,
missing what you were expecting,

Missing what I have been used to.
I believed and didn't choose to.
I look at the situation,
left in inconsideration.

Whom I think I'll stand for, fall,
wondering what can save it all,
what can lift the dismal pall
when I have dropped the ball.

11/30/2012 Carol Welch

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