Shelly's Poetry for Thursday, June 11, 2009

Thursday, June 11, 2009

At The End Of The Day

I sit here at the end of the day and contemplate my sins, haughty, looking at one’s self, that is — I wonder if I have achieved, anything — I sit here at the end of the day and speak to the Lord, sheepishly. ‘Is there anything to be proud of, in me?’ Of this circle I so proudly reside within... Sign in to see full entry.

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