Written for:  The Sunday Whirl, Wordle #577

Words:  breath, trust, thought, willow, ego, focus, forgive,
        kind, guard, pot, yourself, end


When you thought
that you could no longer
focus on trust 
or forgive its crushing 
disillusionment,
despondency put you 
on your guard.  One deep breath,
and you decided that was
the end of men.  Self-confidence,
and ego were bruised.  
Difficulty in thinking kindly
of yourself turned you steely–
a sturdy branch that could not
break in a storm.  Then, a new
job opportunity arose.  You took it,
loved it.  Used your ability
to bend like a willow.  Looks
like you hit the jackpot!

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