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Slowly I Travel

Author: Shewolf55

Upon the road I travel,
my feet move slowly.
For there is always in me
The fear of broken glass.

The thought of that pain
restrains me from running.
I am not free to release
the love in my bursting heart.

If I forgot caution and ran to you,
would you meet me gladly
or retreat and leave me
as shattered as the glass I fear?

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Posted: Tue Sep 8, 2009 7:06 PM CST

About this poem:
Sometimes I am too cautious.
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boyshchrm6 barrie, Ontario Canada
Wed Sep 9, 2009 5:11 AM CST
Shewolf55:Well written.Caution is what saves us all.It must be
measured for the circumstance.thumbs up sad flower
gypsyheart Umtentweni, Durban South Africa
Wed Sep 9, 2009 5:50 AM CST
Very well written once again Shewolf55-think there is always a bit of caution in all of ushug
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Shewolf55 Columbia, South Carolina USA
Wed Sep 9, 2009 12:37 PM CST
Thank you both. Yes, Caution is needed but goodness, the running part is so much more fun. applause
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QuietStormF Southern Ontario, Ontario Canada
Wed Sep 9, 2009 1:39 PM CST
Very nice.. sometimes fear holds us back.. but sometimes you just gotta go for it too! teddybear
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Shewolf55 Columbia, South Carolina USA
Wed Sep 9, 2009 10:27 PM CST
I do usually relax. It just sometimes takes awhile. Thank you for your thoughts.
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Shewolf55Columbia, South Carolina USA

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