The Fall Poem by Vera Sidhwa
The Fall
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The stand before the fall,
Felt nothing much for me.
The fall and it's hurt,
Meant different things to me.
The fall consisted of hurt,
Adventure and confusion.
As I caught myself against a tree,
I tightened my grip.
I swayed in a motion that gave,
Into another fall still.
But the way I handled it,
Was the victory in the fall.
Saturday, November 16, 2013
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4/26/2024 3:30:30 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Yes, Vera, Falling is not failing. I like the expression, victory in the fall, very much