96.7 CHYR "We have Desiree Thrash on the line... Are you Crying, Loving, or Leaving?"

Too long in the frying pan,
With the temperature up too hot,
What started off as cooking,
Is now burning to the spot.

Although change is edging closer,
The unchanged is coiling all around.
Scortching like a fiery snake;
Like chains welded to the ground.

There's a certain complication,
That's been a plague for far too long.
But I hesistate to blame it,
For those times where I chose wrong.

Sometimes we are too comfortable,
We pick apples from the ground.
It's easier than climbing to
Where better fruits abound.

We still have an understanding,
That someday might be reached,
When we're both a little stronger,
These feelings can be breached.

Signed,
Desiree

If I were poetry I would be... Sonnet 130.