Nihil Est Ut Id Esse Credidi (Nothing Is As I Thought It Was)


Photograph: Sharron R. McMillan

Photograph: Sharron R. McMillan

I thought they were tiny birds
falling to the ground.
I waited for them to soar again
but they were only leaves
to shrivel
and die.

I thought it was an eagle
soaring through the sky,
my symbol of freedom
above my head
but it was only a crow
coming to steal the ripened pears
from under my gaze.

I thought you were my friend
but when I needed you
you had other friends
to be loyal to.

I thought our love was above deceit
but you still had
more games to play
and you were used
to winning.

as I thought
it was.

©Sharron R. McMillan

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