Poem -
anyways
sick of trying to find it
you know... a way...
kind of comes at you anyhow
regardless if you pray
mothers die and fathers die
children die and
that big huge sky
don't never give
no reasons why
just reminds the birds
to up and fly
anyways
M
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Hugs. A question that cannot be answered burns a hole in you xx
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Marion Cummings sounds like a good Pen Name for such a Poet. Lovely Verse.