It All Escapes Me.

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There’s a high-pitched tweet

I’d not heard before,

coming from the maple tree.

Is it possible I may have,

but not paid attention?

I know there is more that escapes me.

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I’ve worked in a world

where I’d honed my intention;

lost to a mileau,

True!

my own invention.

For thirty-plus years

I milked its convection;

a specialist’s stance

where I sought the perfection.

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Now life has changed,

I’m re-arranged!

and I see that much more has escaped me.

But, how long’s it been

that I thought you as friend?

And the nonsense

that’s filled in their heads,

was it self-willed?

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Perfidity!

My! but how such escapes me!

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©Marvin Loyd Welborn 2011

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