Poetry

by Margaret Muirhead


Until One Day

I came to college.
I thought I knew myself—
Each day I was the same.
Until one day
I awoke
To discover I was different.
I grew to know myself,
To understand my mind.
My thoughts, my feelings
Became my own, not others’.
It happened
Slowly, continuously.
No one noticed
Until one day
I was different.
Each day I changed.
With each experience.
With each new friend,
I changed; I grew.
But no one noticed
I was different
Until one day.

Waves are hungry

RE: Do not feed the waves
How
much wisdom
has been lost
because
the people
ignored the sign
and
wrote their lives
in the sand
anyway?

Joy

To catch
a tear
on a sorrowed face,
And leave
a smile
in its place.