Wise

i recall
reading poems
to a small audience
of friends
whose commendations
were a gratuity
from the bonds
of friendship
and
in believing their praise
i swelled with pride
and
considered myself
accomplished

there are many precepts
to this condition
and many
expressions
that warn against it
though
i will not apply them
here
for this is not an exercise
in education
but
one of remembering
Me

once
when i was green
and thought myself
wise

© Emerys Watchel, 2017 All rights reserved.

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