Fences Poem by Margaret Smith

Fences



I’ve jumped fences, I’ve climbed walls
I’ve had helping hands and hands that let me fall,
And through it all,
I’ve heard your voice calling my name.
You say the same thing over and over again:
“Just look away.”
I’ve felt your hand on my shoulder,
Guiding me, leading me,
Always keeping me facing straight.

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Margaret Smith

Margaret Smith

Fayetteville, NC, USA
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