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Compote Compost

When archeologists dig up the bones, it's not likely that any of them moans, "Forgive me if I have you mis-gendered." Apple trees are by their fruit remembered. ---------- H/T to An Apple Is Always an Apple by Milt Hankins

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Kim Rodrigues

Date: 9/5/2022 11:26:00 AM

And there is the point. It was utter nonsense for a SC judge to say she couldn’t define what a woman was. It was crooked, smarmy, and showed no wisdom at all, and still she was appointed. But God sees it all. He is not mocked. God bless!

L Milton Hankins

Date: 9/5/2022 8:10:00 AM

So true, Jeff. Some things are exactly what they are and nothing more and can't BE anything more. I'm not sure that sentence made sense, but I think it did. Thanks for your poem, Jeff.