Matching Wits

Sometimes I feel so very small
I could be crushed
under one wrong step

Other times I feel as big as a house
sheltered to weather any storm
come my way

Brick by brick I constructed a watchtower
on the property line between here & there
where I can see for miles

When there’s nothing more to say
don’t try to call my bluff
for I’ve said all I must

Watch your tone of voice with me
as I too have a voice
ready to speak in return

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Author: Emma Beane

"My history is still one of those mysteries I struggle with every day..." - [ebeane] ... All original works Copyright Emma Beane

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