These are but vain attempts to express, by one who wears her heart on her sleeve. Words, much like love, can be ever elusive... ever frustrating... like trying to paint a million stories on a single canvass. If you will read, please do not ask. Just feel. Or at least try to. The meaning is, whatever you have felt to be there, or the lack thereof :)

Alarm Clock

Awaken, oh slumbering courage!
What use of you if thou art asleep?
Playing possum is such a tragedy;
A waste of brain, of life, of limb.
Awaken now!
With haste, go do!
Meet life halfway and be thorough.
Dawn breaks with a million
only you can make happen
so go!

April 21, 1:37 am

August Bernadette
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