Life is often a paradox
A little less, a little more
But never what you expect
That you’re after.
The sheer relief
Where cancelled plans
Are regarded as a gift.
The goal that is finally
In your hands,
Didn’t make you any less
Nor any more happy.
A clear page, with nothing done
Makes for a fulfilled day,
And when one is busy
Is where one feels most empty
Re-read some of my poems today as I create a personalized calendar for the holidays. I’m in awe of the wisdom of my previous words, and how most still ring true. I want to tell them – I’m still here. Fighting!
(c) Artherese, 2024
Artherese 
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