Twiddling my thumbs
Crossing my arms
Sleeping in a bed
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Well, but this is how life goes on for all! Nothing happens, the way we want.We live for the better morrow and should not brood over the sadder, faulty past.Not all can be saints. But certainly, we can do a lot of good and try to be better in the days to come.God is surely with each one of us.Why to worry then? regards, dr john celes
I DIDN'T PAY IT BACK THAT'S LIFE HOPE IT WILL BE PUBLISH IN READERS DIGEST ASIA I NEED CASH NOW SO I WRITE MORE ON STORY THE HUMUROUS AND LAUGHTERS FOR READER'S DIGEST
i like it me personaly could not ryme this much haha i do free verse more lol keep up the good work
'Getting old Nobody to hold Buried the dead The living have flied' Expressed life melodiously. But the last four lines are touching.10+++
check 'buried' and 'pulled'. Like the two line rhythm, very smooth. Especially like your 1,2, and 6th phrases... they're something i do constantly.
you have shown how life breeds itself in small simple things we do...... please read my poem called ' Lets Dream ' and CUP OF LIFE........ keep up th egood work