Coach

And when I yield
I'll know the limit of myself
Not from thee
Not from any other
Headstrong I carry on
Deaths touch shadowing long
And when I yield
Then you will help me carry on

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Hi folks, I'm a software development manager. I've worked with computers most of my life. I write a poem a day about whatever strikes my fancy. I hope they make you smile.