Light From My Eyes Poem by Sarah Sisson

The light that once beamed
from my eyes has grown dim.
I have faltered to the other
side of inspiration. Yet I feel
little remorse. My actions are
undetermined. Shall I lower my
bar and move on? Could I come
into to another situation of foul
play? My lips are hearty in this
manner. I speak freely of this
spectacle of me. I will turn,
whence, and move back into
the solitude of good will. I must
end a desire to go in the wrong direction.

Copyright 01-09-2009 ©® sarah Sisson