Broken Jar Comments
I handed you a small glass jar
with all the love in my heart,
nothing fancy just a little glass jar.
You said, 'What is this... an empty jar? '
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The jar slipped from your hands shattering to pieces on the ground. I rushed to pick its content slicing my fingers, blood running down my hands. wonderful imagery conveying deep love and utter disappointment. seee my poor soul is flying away. excellent. tony
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7/20/2025 9:25:14 PM # 1.0.0
Broken jar! ! ! Blood running down my hands. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.