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a soft autumn breeze
tickled the daisies petals
with is finger tips
when
something slips
out of your hand.
let it slip,
that's its fate.....
I’m so tired of it all
And all I do is sit will tears
I just want to end it all
I just disappoint my pears

Tired of lies
And tired of this way
Tired of my eyes
And tired of pain

Numb has me in a grip
And it’s not letting go
So I hope to wither away
I wish to die

Why am I stuck here?
I am an architect,
I am a lawyer,
I am an accountant,
I am an engineer,
I am a surgeon
I am pharmacist,
I said,
I made you all,
I
Am
A
Teacher
28/7/2025
OLD POND

old pond
half sunk doll
mouth open in silent scream

one eye sunk
below waterline
tiny hand grasping the air

take her hand
between forefinger and thumb
lift her out of her watery world

I take her home
bathe her
put her to sleep with my daughter

put her little clothes
on back of chair
in front of range

in the morning
my daughter's tears
"Oh Dolly...you've come back!"

one eye closes slowly
in a wink to me
I wink quickly back

Dolly getting dressed
scolded by my daughter
for not staying still
It's human nature,
to care for your fellow man.
Empathy in hand.
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