Poem -

2024

Ever see the postmanĀ 
And realise you'll never againĀ 

Get a parcel from someoneĀ 

Who's died and once loved you,

Ā 

Like a Nana, or womanĀ 

You once used to know?

Ever wish you weren't were you were

Or that the food you ate

Tasted better?

Ā 

Drive a car you wish was faster?

I bet there's not wishful thinkingĀ 

Enough on the planet to makeĀ 

Every dream of yours come real.

Ā 

That you feel enough to remind you.
Ā 

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Jac Tales

I wish I could stop smoking for good. But boy do I feel like a smoke sometimes. Great Write.

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Neville

I'm betting we all think, feel and behave just like that every now and again and again .. NevilleĀ 

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Shirley Harrison

Keep the ones already given and remember with a warm heart, your first stanza has so much truth, imagery and emotion. 🌹 šŸŽĀ 

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Rory McGinlay

Thanks for feedback SH. It's true some of mine have more heart in them than others. Some are just to remind people I'm here. And to look at the older stuff, I try to get as much life out of them as possible. I'm running on fumesĀ 

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Marion

This is quite poignant in that ... the answer is resoundingly yes. Yes yes yes to it all R.Ā 
If these are fumes... keep em coming!
Have a fabulous Christmas XĀ 

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