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One More Chance
is what I shared, yesterday. And as a someone who’s familiar with this blog, you probably gave it a glance, an uh-huh and went about your Sunday. You’ve seen it before. You realize, my poems appear in this space every couple weeks or so. It’s what I do. It’s how we roll.
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What you couldn’t possibly know, ’cause I’ve never told a soul, is these particular words have caused a boatload of gaaaaa-s and baaaaaa-s and never mind, just leave it be-s !!
It’s. True.
I wrote One More Chance in Fort Worth, Texas. I penned it at a desk in the bedroom of the house where my Great-Auntie Rena allowed me to hunker, as my early 20’s, confused self figured out what the heck I wanted to be in this life. ‘Twas my first attempt at REAL writing. Somewhere down the line, I entered this rhyme in a contest and
was extremely proud of me. And yep, a seed was planted. Write. I want to write.
Fast forward to jackihaltonmcavoy.com and how I cringe every, single time it’s One More Chance -‘s turn to appear. Truth be told ?? I sometimes skip it in the rotation ’cause gaaaaaa and baaaaaa and I REALLY NEED TO FIX THIS rule my vibe.
BREAKING. NEWS.
One More Chance has finally been tweaked to my brain cells’ satisfaction. I performed surgery 24 hours ago, right before I tapped
And I’m kinda, sorta proud all over again.
YaY
So what’s my point ??
Keep going. Keep doing. Listen to your inner voice and BIG HUG it’s determined persistence. And even if you’re the only person on this whole entire planet who notices the teeny, tiny something you’ve accomplished, YOU will know and that’s really all that matters.
Took me long enough to learn your lesson, One More Chance. But what a wonderful lesson it is has been. And yay.
YAY.
I. Accomplished.
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