A Cherry Pit
Time continues flowing
but very little changes
besides location; there
have been no provocations
nor much rain for even grain
Life with out emotional pain
would be better if there was
somewhere to go every day and
someone with whom to share it
preferably with out having a fit
Except for being happy this day
or even once and awhile how can
I not sometimes feel as if a cherry
pit that has fallen into grits?
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