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a poem by Portia Nelson..kudos!
I
I walk down the street
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I fall in
I am lost…I am helpless
It isn’t my fault
It takes forever to find a way out.
II
I walk down the same street
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I pretend I don’t see it
I fall again
I can’t believe I am in the same place
But it isn’t my fault
It still takes a long time to get out.
III
I walk down the same street
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I see it there
I still fall in…It’s a habit
I know where I am
IT IS MY FAULT.
I get out immediately.
IV
I walk down the same street
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I walk around it.
V
I walk down another street…
—-I really like this poem.
