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‘Stuff n’ Nonsense!!’

‘Stuff n’ Nonsense!!’

Is trying one’s very best ever really good enough?

 Life challenges us a test that can be tediously tough 

Betwixt stormy situations that are shuffled with the rough

We get caught up in the crossfire and ruffled with the stuff..

Yet then again should one ever bother at all?

When one plays piggy in the middle from the blubbering bawl

Only wanting refuge within the rise and fall

From stuffin’ nonsense that is so trivial and small..

As I already said.. Life gives us a test!!.. 

And there is no solace to be sought within a normality nest

When a can of worms opens, it’s a problematic pest

But the moral of this short story is, you can only do your best!!!

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Greg Etsell

Wonderful wonderful wonderful poem  as always

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Gwendoline

Love this Jill. So true, we can only do our best. Sadly for some it is never good enough. People forget we are all only human. We never know the battles people are facing daily. We just assume and get worked up. This speaks out to me about allowing others the benefit of the doubt. A wonderful wise write my friend ❤ x

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Jill Tait

Awww Thanking you kindly Hunnybun ❤️💕❤️

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Jim "The Lad" ....

I believe with the Savior , then our best is enough! cool write Jill!............lad

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Jill Tait

Aww Thankx luv ❤️💕❤️

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