gray

maybe I'll write a poem today I've got little else to do my junk news, wordles, and puzzles are done did the laundry too I've got a book to write and friends to visit why is that such a reach? I go through the motions in my comfort zone watching silent webcams of the beach I need milk and bread cereal and eggs but Walmart seems so far away little makes me laugh or cry and each color turns to gray

Deckard

I began writing poetry when I was a teenager and it truly saved me from a destructive path. 'Time Heals' will be on my grave stone'. I have 3 incredible kids who are the greatest gifts that God has given me. If I have advice to give to aspiring...

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