Old habits die hard...
She said as she put
On her left sock first,
Then her right...
And her left shoe first..
Then her right...
And as she tried,
With all her might...
To rid her mind of
All those old habits
About him...That also
Die Hard...
The habit of loving him,
And him alone...or
The habit of thinking of
Herself as belonging
To him alone...and that
He belonged to her as well.
And the habit of living
In a house made of
Rose Colored Glass...
Through which she could
View Her World...
Which didn't really exist...
But was only a habit
She tried so hard to
Keep alive for the sake
Of her children...
And her sanity!
So she put on the left sock
First,
Then the right,
And the left shoe
First,
Then the right...
Trying to find balance
In her life.
Scarlett Treat
January 3,2009
Scarlett Treat
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