Hour seven

“Write a poem from the inside out.”

From the Inside Out

By Patricia Harris

Hiding,

Anxious about what is seen.

Staring,

Through the curtains again.

Knowing,

That I must go out and be seen.

 

Lifting,

My head up,

Holding,

My hands out.

Starting,

My day off,  anxiously.

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