Should I write poems?
Could I make a difference doing so?
If not, why waste the time
and effort
creating mediocrity?
I throw pebbles into the pond
and watch the ripples grow
and disappear.
That is my life.
A few investments here and there;
a few waves, small and large;
and then gone . . .
I have no confidence writing poetry.
I do not know whether I do it well or no.
All I know is:
I do not dislike making some.
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