Sunday, November 20, 2022

Bad News


Bad News
by Lord R.e. Taylor

Someone said something to me today
I never expected to hear such news
I cannot cry since it would do no good
There is no one who would understand
So, I will just sit and take time to prepare 
And maybe find myself some peace

© Poem – XI/XXI/MMXXII
LRET


 

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