working every day in many ways
I am a wife, writer, non-profit retail worker
A friend to a few
Each day I attempt to take it in
Not waste a minute
Give and get, then give again
I’m not free of imperfections
The cycle of the circle
In 24 hours
The sun rises and falls
And someday we fall to
How do you want them to recall you?
Will you struggle for your dream?
Give up something for passion only you can see.
Then hope when someone opens the book, reads the words, they too will be touched.
It’s why I’ve been away.
I’ve been writing it, just for another book.
Anticipating that someone will understand what I have to say
If not today perhaps tomorrow, or much later when I’m gone.
Angela K. Crandall