Never Meeting In The Middle Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Never Meeting In The Middle
Living in extremes of this worldly life,
never meeting in the middle for some un-
known reason.
Carrying dreams into intellect, leaving
the rest in cisterns of yesterday, yet
tallying values and qualities, letting
them continue to multiply into the future.
Darkness spreading apart, revealing the
sunshine shining brightly with no clouds
to mar or block the view of tomorrow.
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