I dread to wonder who I’d be today
If wildly divergent paths and choices
Instead I’d taken along life’s highway,
Or followed foolish words, advice, voices.
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Would my skin be a comfortable fit
If I had stayed stuck in my small hometown
Bullied at a dismal job I hated
Bereft of smiles — sinking — about to drown?
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Or would I be downtrodden and depressed
Snappy and snarly, sour as a grapefruit?
Without friends and family, I’d be bereft!
They’re stalwart and true, my life’s parachute.
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Inconceivable! Adrift, alone through life…
How blest my days have been, spared such a plight.
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Written for The Sonnet of Shadows Challenge.
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Comments (7)
Snappy and snarly, sour as a grapefruit? It is a brilliant line. I adore how the words almost form a snarl when said aloud. It illustrates the point perfectly!
I loved the analogy, Angie, with just the right amount of rhyme to go along with it. Well done.
I love how you contrast the “what ifs” with the blessings you hold now, it makes the ending feel especially uplifting.
loved your "sour as a grapefruit" analogy... and the overall gratitude in your poem is beautifully profound
Oh wow, I had no idea that blest is a legit word. I've always only used blessed. Loved your poem!
Nicely put together Angie! I’m glad things have turned out alright. I’ve often thought like this before too. 😊
Beautifully captures gratitude for the life shaped by choices, it’s a gentle reminder that even hardships redirect us toward belonging.