Donut

Resources available
Vehicle intact
Shelf displaying
Filled donut
Sitting quietly
Hidden publicly
Container open
Texture soft
Bavarian creme
Dopamine released

Why???

Soul sick
For a quick fix
To the hardened heart
Let me in
I like being thin
But I don't know where to start

Cold, hard, crusty
Your fence is broken and rusty
Weathered by elements around
Overgrown with weeds
Failure, succeed 
Yet nothing worth finding in the ground

Hope is present...LOVE remains

Written by Trudy Schrader on 12-01-2022
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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