Last week I posted a blog entitled The Color I Remember, an essay I wrote for an assignment with my writing companion. Today I am posting a poem she recently wrote for a different assignment entitled, I Would Never…
With her permission I have posted it below. Enjoy.
I Would Never … By Sharon Ginter Eichhorn Never is a powerful word. Very finite, very fixed. And so often that word, well-intended and sincere, does not live up to the intensity, the determined meaning of the word. Rather, we in fact would, and often do, the very things we said we would not. People are, in general, well-intentioned, good-hearted, rightly motivated. But, in all of us is a weakness, a faltering humanness that belies our good intentions. Never is a powerful word. We must never use it lightly, Because it is then that we might tumble, we might prove the weakness of our humanity. Instead, live your life always hoping… hoping to be the person you want to be. Never asks too much, I think. Never denies failings. Never damns humanness. Instead try, always, to hope, because hope never fails.
