Eve Adam, a.k.a. Harmonic Eve. This is page 9 of "More From Harmonic Eve."
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Boxed in. No place to go --- Only where someone else Chooses for me. Why is my time Wasted so? I had plans. I had hopes. What's here for me now? There is ONE hope, One plan to pursue; I'll fill my time with that. Free at last! There's so much to do! No time for extras --- Not even one which gave me solace When I thought my time was being wasted. The only comfort I was allowed No longer fits my busy life. The restriction I hated Has proved a blessing. Yes, I see now. It was meant to be thus. It was a time well spent. by Eve Adam, a.k.a. Harmonic Eve April 14, 2008 |
Eve Adam, a.k.a. Harmonic Eve
From my email to Gai, my Australian pen pal, about this poem:
The first part of the poem reflects earlier feelings, not present-day feelings at all, on my part anyway. However, I am identifying with someone else's present situation. I am hoping the later part of the poem can point him in the direction of greater happiness than he is now experiencing. I found my own life unfolding this way, many years ago. I am not in a position to talk directly with him, but I hope that he will find the poem and absorb the true meaning. |
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