The Water Did Warn Me
Greeted by the falling water,
at last, today, the fountains returned.
Water spewing once again,
but why today? Why so soon?
Falling water never stopped-
a leaping stream fast to fall.
Each droplet was preparing me
for a day of endless ups and downs.
I met someone new today!
She was direct and to-the-point.
But I’ll be honest, I needed that.
The girl pointed out my writing’s flaws-
then she stopped and said no more…
Ouch.
But she helped me in another way,
and now I’m not sure how to thank her.
So I said thank you.
Her words did hurt at first.
That pain was of no use to me!
I asked her if she’d walk with me.
Strolling down the sidewalk,
I asked her for future guidance-
a good hour later, we hugged.
Why are you telling me this, I asked.
You remind me of someone, she said back.
You remind me of my brother.
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