Poetry Day: My Mistake
My Mistake
My mistake
was not
going down that road
to the place
where I
threw my arms open
to love –
vast, wild and freely given-
it was
in
assuming
that you
had come along
with me.
My Mistake
My mistake
was not
going down that road
to the place
where I
threw my arms open
to love –
vast, wild and freely given-
it was
in
assuming
that you
had come along
with me.
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