Second Guessing
Making yourself wrong
2 min readApr 4, 2023
As the sounds of the night’s quiet hum keep me company ,
These times are reflective,
And the mirror shows me what
I was, not what I will be.
The time alone has been
Bringing uncertainty.
Started writing poetry when she was a teenager. She is a writer for Mustard Seed Sentinel, and her column Diary of a Prodigal Daughter is published monthly.