Shall I Get Into Their Shelves?

Scrolling down my feed today,
My heart told, her dream came true that day,
Then suddenly my mind told myself,
It may be her but not your shelf.

Running down the feed again,
My heart said that I don't use my brain.
Look at him, he's better now than then,
My mind screamed out, "Oh not again",
It may be his but not your shelf.

Then again, my heart caught what they said,
Surely, they were mad at them,
I do not know what went wrong within themselves,
But then again, it's their and not my shelf.

Continuing to scroll again,
Oh my God just look at them strain,
Can I stop for a while to look at ourselves?
But then again, it's their and not my shelf.

Suddenly my heart so kindly said,
Look here mind,
I heard you loud I did what you said,
But then again to you myself,
It is true that all of them are not my shelves.

But may I be free enough to laugh with them,
And may I be kind enough to cry with them,
Also may I be humble enough to learn from them,
I do not know whether they will do the same.

But may I mind, may I please,
Not throughout life,
But for a while,
Shall I get into their shelves?

-Debra R. N. Ludwick-

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