Everyone at sometime,
In there illustrious life,
Needs to have a cuddle.
To straighten out their lives,
Deep thoughts sensibility gone.
When minds stay befuddled,
Even though a welcome hug,
May keep some out of trouble.
I get up feel down out of love,
Live is fluid as the rivers of time.
Throwing in a pebble is enough,
To break the straightest of line's.
I'm the only one that knows,
which way my destiny flows.
Even though pebbles dropped,
Puts my mind in trouble.
Even my life can be sorted out,
If someone covid free like me.
Would stop and share themselves,
With just a infortestinal little cuddle.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
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Written on 2022-06-20 at 12:33
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