Mistakes Poem by Kristen Currey

Mistakes



Indecisive,
Complications fill me to the brim,
Give me answers,
A saving grace would do me well,
At these endless crossroads.

Your words,
Linger bitter-sweet in my head,
A simple phrase,
I should have known was to come,
'Darling, I told you so'

Saturday, June 17, 2006
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Kristen Currey

Kristen Currey

Goldendale, Washington
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