Foggy fall day,
leaves on display,
subtle self doubts
inwardly shout.
Every mistake
shook her awake.
Hope this season,
highlights reasons.
Is life a hoax?
mirage of smoke?
Is there a cure,
for the obscure?
Eyes seem so blind,
clues hard to find.
Truth in plain sight,
scared to be right.
All is her fault,
inward assault.
No one to blame,
or need for shame.
The real purpose,
for this circus?
A fun playground,
that spins around.
Never alone,
fulfillment shown,
Love acts are kind,
ease hearts and mind.
A balanced breeze
flows with great peace.
gained self-control,
twinkles her soul.
– Grace Y Estevez – Reddy
Written for FFFC #201 hosted by Fandango
