AS I WALK UP THE STEPS

As I walk up steps on step a time

I felt gloomy - walking out of my

Comfoot zone - to a discomfoot zone

To whear I did not belong
So soon I were desending them steps

Back to whear I belongd
Being the outsider that I am

Ken D. Williams

The Dyslexic Wordsmith Ov Thanet





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Written on 2022-08-05 at 13:05

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1LFD
And all us other square pegs hail your return.
2022-08-06


Sameen
Comfort zones are meant to be escaped, Ken
2022-08-05


Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
Such simple events in life can have great importance to the poet can't they. Outsiders are made to feel that way, but really they are often talented in some way that make the 'flock' pick on them.
Allen
2022-08-05