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Broken Wheel

My life and how I feel
Can be aliken to a bicycle wheel
Buckled punctured
Deflated and crushed
Discarded to a garbage dump
Unwanted useless forgotten
Beginning to rust. 



Peter Dome.copyright.2015. July.

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Tim Smith Date: 7/10/2015 7:56:00 PM Clean that baby up ...new spokes....shine the chrome....plenty of miles left to be ridden Login to Reply Peter Dome Date: 7/11/2015 2:52:00 AM Trust you Tim my friend. The solution, of course why didn't I think of that. you're so kind hearted and a great guy.. Hope you are keeping well. take good care. thank you .best wishes. Pete. I feel brand new.

Anna Hopper Date: 7/10/2015 8:10:00 AM Hang in there friend... And keep writing! No one can take your words! Beautiful poem! Login to Reply Peter Dome Date: 7/11/2015 2:57:00 AM Hi Anna. thank yu so much. great to hear from you. much appreciated. Take good care. my best wishes. Pete.

John Fleming Date: 7/9/2015 2:47:00 PM Lol! Guess we all feel like this sometime or other, Peter. All the best! :) john. Login to Reply Peter Dome Date: 7/11/2015 2:59:00 AM Thank you John, so true, we all feel like this at sometime. Feel much better now. So kind of you to stop by. take good care. my best wishes. Pete.

Jan Allison Date: 7/9/2015 11:06:00 AM guess you need pumping up Peter:-) hugs jan x Login to Reply Peter Dome Date: 7/9/2015 12:14:00 PM Certainly do, need to fix the puncture first. thank you Jan. hope you are ok. my best wishes. Pete.