A.W. Books & Poetry

Go forth, valiant soldier,

Encore beloved performer,

On until the end of time,

Lose yourself to follow the light,

Fingers sharing flirtations

With white flags,

Ay, but when is it surrender?

When should one choose

Forfeit over fortitude?

When the unknown looks lovely?

Or when the lovely turns cold?

I wish there was a looking glass

That would help me see beyond,

Tell me to trust my choices

Or help me see beyond the storm.

But alas there’s none,

And I’m left with blind trust,

But deep in my heart i know it will turn out

And proud, I’ll hold my head,

High about every single doubt

~Annalise Wellman