A poem

Canned food aisle with empty shelves.
Photo by John Cameron on Unsplash

The fall of man on deaf ears.

I wanted to write them a story

But they were already living it.

I wanted to go on a trip,

But God laughed-

Pulled me- a sheep

Lifted the wool off doubtful eyes.

The young may now have to remember

How to be…

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Ordinary Thorn

Ordinary Thorn

Professional Eccentric. Unprofessional Organizer. Writer. Cat lover. Tea drinker. Frugal & Utilitarian Minimalist. Van (or truck camper?) Lifer. Poetry Fan.