Dear Tracy,
I hope you get this message I only logged into my account now and see it has been 5 years already. I do hope that your situation has changed and that you are doing better now I cried a lot and strange but true those tears helped me a lot.
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I like the way Richard takes us on a journey of blind greed investing and then although he identifies his previous results, will go through it again and again.
Understandable and relatable. Such a common human trait.
Honestly, Doug, every time I read a poem on Family Friends and think 'that's pretty damn good' it seems to be by you. Yet again - well done. Very clever. All the best, Ann
I had a LP of the AA Milne poems set to music, at least 60 years ago. would love to share the melodies with my granddaughters. If anyone knows the title and production (British) please leave word. I remember melodies for Halfway..., Buckingham Palace, Vespers, part of Wee little dormouse. thanks
My father committed suicide a few weeks before my 12th birthday. Most of my life I couldn't have even begun to talk about it. I was the youngest child of 4 children, and I was the only boy. This was more devastating than I ever realized until not that many years ago. I have subconsciously pushed people away all of my life without ever realizing what I was doing or why. It has devastated relationships throughout my entire life. We buried him and moved on without ever even acknowledging it like we could just move past it.
You can never make these things go away, but you do need to learn to survive it in a healthy way and not allow it to completely disrupt your life forever.
Actually, this is why I write today. I'm told that many things I right are a bit dark. But this is a great artform for expression. I write very honestly about things I've spent most of my life hiding from. Forcing myself to look at it and then sharing it with others is very therapeutic and cleansing for the soul.
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Did this poem ever get published? It is adorable. Superb.
Such great truth and meaning, while being so beautifully said.
Thank you for sharing your wise words and in such an artful manner.
Ann, you're too kind but it's much appreciated as I have the upmost respect for your work! This poem means a lot to me. I'm sure you met and held on to Habit long ago!
Writing and sharing has been so cathartic for me... so yes, I have goals of submitting many more poems this year. Certainly all won't be hits and/or connect with others but I'm sure learning a lot as I go! Your feedback has been essential so thank again!
Best,
Doug.
Alone
I feel alone when I'm with my friends, even if they included me in everything, they don't know I'm heartbroken or that I cry myself to sleep or that I cut myself, that's why I wear my sweater 24/7 even when it's 90° outside. Because they don't see the real me, they see the fake smile that I put on over the dying inside face, but I don't wanna tell you guys, 'cause then you'll say that I'm faking it for attention but that's not true, you say that just because I lied about one thing meanwhile you lie about a bunch of stuff, but do you hear me complaining? no, no you don't, 'cause i say quiet as a mouse, so that's why I feel alone, and you still wonder why.
personifying it as a unique and storied individual in a world of books. It reflects on the enduring magic and treasures found within the worn pages, urging readers to gently explore its contents and uncover the endless adventures and emotions it holds
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