There in the shadows of my mind,
I find the solace of yeterdays troubles.
They are long since gone and forgotten,
Yet it seems, they still linger on.
I but a simple person at best,
Never one to cause a fuss.
Still, troubles linger too long
And I must seek a cure all fix.
Better to let them pass
Than to think of a solution.
The longer they persist
The tougher a solution will be.
poignant read
Never Stop Writing!
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Love ya!
Jane
Ron