Will-O'-The Wisp

Plotting, scheming,
we live our today's tomorrow's
as if we have no memory
of the errors of yesterday's sorrows. Seemingly, intentionally,
we chart life's way
according to the conventional
hoping for a brighter day.

by V. Jane Brummitt

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