Poetry

What am I supposed to do

by Patricia Harris

my dream was so clear
in the younger days,
I understood that I
was able to do anything.

Age has stolen
clarity and the ideas
that I often clung
deeply to…
leaving me without
any clue what I am
supposed to do.

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