Disappointment Poem by William B. Deutscher

Disappointment

The weekly grind,
mined
without success,
brings less
rather than more.
Knock on any door,
try to sell,
ring her bell,
wander off,
waxing wroth
in the garden.
Something hardens
and is gone,
limp, drawn.

Sunday, February 18, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: success
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