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Faint Glow

Hiding Like Monkeys

Author’s comment:

I wrote this when feeling hopeless about connecting with someone I love very much. Have you ever felt like I felt in this poem? It is not the end of my story. It gets much better.

”It’s never too late!”

There is a magnificent God waiting for the perfect moment to turn on the lights for each of us!


Hiding Like Monkeys


Sometimes trying


To connect with someone


Is like walking up


A steep and slippery hill


To a building


With no windows or doors.




I’ve tried to love her


As best I could


I’ve tried to love her


The worst I could




How many homes Are just a quiet place


To be alone


To feel our pain


To wish for for something better




To blame our others


For not loving better


To find our little escapes


Hiding like monkeys


Swinging in trees


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