Who cares if both the choices stink? Who cares what other people think?
Tag: Poem
All the same
What can’t be fixed with push and shove we’ll mend, instead, with endless love.
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I don’t think I’d make a good God
The fallen
Did you ever have, like me, a very favourite old oak tree?That sheltered you, when you were young – strong branches climbed or, from ropes, swung?Where creatures lived, lichens as well, and then, one windy dayit fell. Expecting loss,an empty space,one day, I visit that same placeI stand,amazed. Had I knownhow wondrous large those roots [...]
Mate’s rates
It pays I would say to have one of their own always right there at the end of the phone
Ali 