I never knew how important it was to do what I wanted to do.
Not foolish things, like fly to the moon, but avoiding what made me feel blue.
It was always 'somebody else's fault, ' that I was not happy enough
I never knew that my happiness was not going to come from ' stuff. '
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A really great poem, like it, a great write. May i invite you to read my new poem called, Victims Of The Past.
excellent! the write is a great one, the poem is well written and well crafted, i like it.
Dear Phyllis, This poem touched me so much and I am in tears now. As I was reading it, all you describe in the poem was rolling like a movie clip, in my mind. Thank you so much for sharing your wise and valuable wisdom, that you have crafted so neatly in this splendid poem. Warm regards, ~Besa