Kristen Hope Mazzola

Here I stand
Waiting and wanting
Change is dangling from my hand
I beg to make a fist
My muscles wont respond
Everything seems close but far
My lungs let out a silent scream
Victory is mine
Only if I could want it
Step forward
Now leap
Just once, just leap
But here I stand
Waiting and wanting
Where nothing will change

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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