The morning dawned in a bright new way
Dark hovering clouds, in shades of grey
Relief in truth, a lightness felt
Freedom found, facades a’melt
Standards tested yet again
Challenging way for the day to begin
Started to cave, engage, infect
Remembered, retreated, paused to reflect
No matter how sad, unfortunate, misused
No matter the gifts , tossed away and abused
That is theirs and this is mine
No longer can that intertwine
Makes me sad, but woe is they
Who chose to throw it all away
Lessons learned, never erased
Steps of yesterday, not retraced.
Forward flow, head held high
We each make our choices – you and I.
© Nadia Romanov 2014
