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Golden Silver

I might sleep late, jot down the wrong address,
Mistake the sugar for the salt,
Clean room but drop so much I leave a mess,
Or compliment but actually insult.
I might provide too many facts, confuse
When clarifying, stain with phrase,
Misquote or misdirect, or hide then lose,
Or turn a dial far too far and freeze
Instead of thaw. I learn, though–silver lining
That curbs my errors, judgments, whining.
Posted 09/06/13
first published in Sky Above the Temple (Rose Alley Press, 2012)
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