Childhood warnings, I heard often…

Avoid strangers and dark places.

Use caution near rivers and lakes.

Steer clear of sink holes which may be bottomless.

Taking me to Never-Never Land.

 I grew older braver, bolder,

 Throughing caution to the wind, 

Forgetting warnings from the wise.

Adventurous and seeking excitement,

Many a dark holes I fell into.

 I found entering was easy,

 Getting out was nearly impossible...

 Safety precautions were never taken,

 I ponder now, what was I thinking?

Could I always climb from the bottom up?

Clawing and digging, I saw the light

Thinking never again.

But soon I found more adventure,

Taking little precaution, I’d fall again

Into another dark hole.

Once more, I survived the trauma,

Weak and bewildered.

My life was a dark hole.

Would I never learn dark holes are forbidding?

We all pay the price when wisdom isn’t taken!

Written by:  Brenda Clark Pike

© 8/8/2009