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After The Vacation And Dirty Clothes

The Mother Ship has brought me in I must now clear the den Of all the dirties from the trip I have, I have to get a grip Packing up and arriving home Has left me somewhat alone Everyone has disappeared to separate space Now I have to have the grace Not complain but do the work Of coming home to the same old stuff Grind of everyday has its way Of sucking the life right away

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 7/24/2009 8:52:00 PM
a very descriptive piece of how life is, if you let it drown your spirit,,,I have these days as everyone does,but i continue onward and grow and learm even more patience and find joy in things most people miss,,,,,blessings..Cecil
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Date: 7/24/2009 3:59:00 PM
Gosh, do I ever know the feelings expressed in this poem!! Vacations are nice ... but soon forgotten!! Yep...nice while it lasted!!
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Date: 7/24/2009 12:33:00 PM
Welcome home Sara, lovely poem. Hope you had a great time with your family>>James
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