I Had Arrived

His words were solemn.
They bruised me roughly;
Of all the things to say.
I hit rock bottom;
Scraped pretty gruffly.
And then, there’s the next day.
I stood so tall.
He started to plead.
I was joyous for a small season.
But that wasn’t all.
I had more tricks up my sleeve.
I had arrived, and I wasn’t leaving.

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