cheryl davis miller
Water - Poem by cheryl davis miller
As unsettled as water;
and changing as quick.
Amazing how you shift an
alliance so slick.
Someday you'll awaken to
find it is too late.
Those you thought you left; left you
as a reprobate.
Those you have clung to will leave;
you there in the dust.
Then stand and look back with a
sense of raw disgust.
Water seeks its own level;
it's ebbs rise and fall.
You'll soon tire of that puddle
you're water; that's all.
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