The view

that exists will always be in the mix 

what the past must hold, 

that so alone

yet stands very bold in a life so cold,


the view

of the looking glass

of a broken down, past,

teaches us where one has been,


to teach us that we all do sin

in a life of pain,

but give us all the view to change.


Poetic Judy Emery © 1980


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