• Tricia D. Wagner

Set the Night Singing #2.51

A somber hour of discontent

arises as my gaze shifts in.

A malcontent, of me, it makes,

to trace the joy I failed to win.

This leaden quality of mind

lifts not for fame nor prizes seized.

To have not, nor to be in want -

here lies the way to aching eased.

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