Lost Opportunity, For Now

So opposite, the fair and dark, the growing
older and the glowing youth, and yet they
are so much alike, the frightfulness of thoughts
too deep and black and bleak to speak out loud
for fear they won't be understood. Both good,
and each could help the other if the one had not put
such a wall between. The opportunity now lost,
I hope a temporary lapse of judgment, but it's
judgment that's at issue, and the problem.
I suppose that time will tell, but there are those
I've waited long to come around, and I'm more
patient than the child in question. The age of
miracles may show itself again. There is that hope.



(c) Ellen Gillette, 2015