Up On Aging

I shall not shirk my smirk
It feeds me.
I need to mount the hill
Of a full blown smile.
On the downside there are giggles
Filled with wriggles of uncertainty.
Peace at last becomes me.



Poetry by jenks The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2019-11-20 at 23:47

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one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
i couldn't agree more, but i couldn't say it so well ~~~ : )
2019-11-21