365 Poems: August 4th, 2014

Here We Go Again

Guess I’m back to the square

with the tall purple stairs

and the halls no one dares to get lost in.

Friends 100 and 1,

faces changed from the sun,

walk through doors that once more will be open.

I don’t think I’ve lost much

but the fear still brings touch

of new people and what here will happen.

So I smile and stride

and hold onto my pride

as I say, “Well, here we go again.”

 

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