I live in a world of things half-done
it keeps waking me up
on days when I have the energy
I can see what needs to happen
projects, boxes of things,
emails to be written
on days when the world
comes after me, I stay hidden
and dream of knocking it all to the ground
a child crying for forgiveness
I love the way you have rounded this one off Bob. I often feel quite child like about a number of things then realise that those people who I see as grown ups maybe at least as old as me or even younger.
Nice one
Cheers, Mindy! R
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Thu 11th Jul 2019 13:42
If you are reading my mind, I want you to sign a non-disclosure agreement!
Painful yet funny poem. Tolerant of our foibles, and thus hopeful!
Also good to read.
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Robert C Gaulke
Fri 12th Jul 2019 12:20
Thanks, Martin!