I’ve stood on the wandering hand
Waiting for fate to make it sway
I turn me this way and that way
Move to step myself forward
Then hastily put my foot back
Unsure which path to set off on
Afraid of failure and mistakes
As though I couldn’t try again
I wish for the magical guide
To give me the compass of life
Point me in the right direction
And give me a gentle push
Debbie Gravett © 2019.05.01
FOWC: Compass
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