Worth but a Quarter

by

Diane Klammer

Give me quarter
From time to time
Just to prove
You know what I am worth

Two bits seem insignificant
But may mean the difference between
Trash and tranquility
Or even death and life

It brings no comfort
To admit that I am often
Not the master
Of my own destiny

Still I do my best
And at times can shout pride
About my work
The way I am able to love

If you cannot stop much to help
Slow down to regard
Give me space
Between each intrusion

NEXT?
Why don't you look at Our World
by: Mark Ian Martin
from: Gravesend, England, UK

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