sometimes,
i avoid
men
because
i can’t seem
to tell
the difference
between the candy heart
little boys
pass out on Valentine’s Day
and the forever locket
in a good man’s
hand
so til i get this thing
figured out
i think
i will
hide in a butter churn
and pretend
to be
one of the
three little pigs…
roll
down this hill
and tell myself
i’m scaring
the big bad Wolf
away
I love the taste of grass fed butter! 😊
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Lol:)
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Oh sorry, was this a poem about men? Haha!
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Kae I appreciate the poem. I hear it as both playful and serious. You pose a good question! How do we really know the intentions of someone we are attracted to or they to us. We don’t. The only way we have hope is through intuition and prayer. Thanks and Blessings my friend Roland ☺️
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True…thanks for your encouragement:)
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Wonderfully amusing!
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I love your poetry Kay. Your imagery is so awesome. ty for sharing this with all of us. xoxox
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Oh!… what a kind sweet thing to say!!..:)… thank you so much for encouraging me:)… hugs♥️♥️
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I will always encourage you. I think you are an amazing writer. XXX💜😘
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