POEM: Having It Awe

Winning certainly isn’t everything. Loss, and vulnerabilities of all types, teach us stuff that untrammeled winning cannot teach us, and actually gets in the way of learning such stuff…

Having It Awe

It was a sloppy mistake
Often maid
Wanting it all
Only to find won
Losing it
Awe
Offed called
Amid life cries
Simpler times
Quiet weighs
Equaling having it
Awe

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