Observing The Day Poem by Elna Nel

Observing The Day

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and bitter
which never was,
heaping hills
in other minds
marking out
judgements
of all kinds

when people
whom you
thought you knew
gather assumptions
and a few
unable to discern
the real you

then you yellow
your brown days
with a bronze border
and create a world
without deceit
juggling words
in sober observation

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