A Poem to myself many years ago.
Fear nothing
the highest
silo cannot
stifle growth.
Practice hourly,
daily, dream,
drum until
arms ache.
Plan new
climbs they say
cannot complete
or flew before.
Wake early
smile before
the sun hits
smoke horizon.
Save money
harvest like
a worst year
store energy.
Love many
when they rip
the soul, plant
seeds for more.
Make mistakes
save the scabs
mix in the mortar
build YOUR life.
National Poetry Month Poem a Day
Copyright © April 10, 2018 Caroline Gerardo
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