Doubt or uncertainty is something that can hold you back. The ‘what if’ question remains. This poem is about this subject.





She blew smoke in my direction
Looked at me and sighed
“Why,” she asked me with complection
My emotions I tried to hide




“Are you?” she asked suddenly
Startled by her question
It hit me abruptly
Her suggestion




She stood up and walked away
Out of this story, into the next day



Miss Thinks a Lot


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