Late in blooming

An anonymous woman

late in blooming

sat staring at bare walls

questioning her choice of decor

after so many years

spent chasing missions and dreams

only to find nothing

she could call her own.

She refuses to weep, alone

picks up her glass of wine

tastes what life passed by

makes plans to change her attire

throws another log on the fire

watches as it burns like

more of her limited time.

Tears cascade down her cheeks

she mumbles to herself

I am incomplete.

late in blooming

  One thought on “Late in blooming

  1. KT Workman
    November 26, 2019 at 7:25 am

    “tastes what life passed by…” oh, I feel that. In fact, I feel it all.

    Liked by 1 person

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