Dry seasoning

No hidden meaning

What started as love

Ends with screaming 

Dry rub

It’s never enough 

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I want reassurance 

But that takes insurance

Time and money

Can’t see the trees through the forest 

The bee ate all the honey

It’s no longer funny

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But you say there’s hope in the sky

Will it shine like a pretty sunrise up high?

I forget every worry 

It erases every why

The review mirror is no longer blurry

And the traffic isn’t in a hurry

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You need the fruits of the Spirit now

Where joy, peace and patience you allow

You shine like stars in the night

Memories that make you go wow 

Stubbornness and pride will take a final bow 

(C) Carly Wiggins May 2022