Poem Poem October 7, 2021 mtaggartwriter8 Comments Every footstep,causing dishes to clang,reminds him of his failure. -M. Taggart run Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
This is so sad. Kind of like walking on eggshells. It’s a deplorable way to exist. So much from so little is your forte, Matt. 🙂 LikeLike Reply
And this was the existence of a child who knew that they wanted to run away before the age of five. And eventually, runaway, they did. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
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Did he forget to wash up 😁
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Thank of a child afraid to walk with impact.
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Sometimes the memory of failure makes us depressed or more strong. Well written.🌹😊
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Thank you. I hope you are well.
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Yes, I am well. You are welcome 😊🌹
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This is so sad. Kind of like walking on eggshells. It’s a deplorable way to exist.
So much from so little is your forte, Matt. 🙂
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And this was the existence of a child who knew that they wanted to run away before the age of five. And eventually, runaway, they did.
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Terrible…
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