Introspection
Every few decades
In silent comfort,
I ask,
Who am I?
The response is like
Gunfire in a canyon.
Birds scatter, dogs howl
And a rescue team
Scrambles for answers
Until the search is called off.
Life perspectives from a wandering mind
This is a fantastic poem!
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Thank you. I write a great deal of poetry but rarely share it and that requires some introspection.
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