Just That Archaic Poet Poet Rhyme

Getting Too Old For This Sort of Thing

Bitter days and sour moods-
Adding to this awful news
In a mess and sick with stress
(Having doubts with secret moves)
Oh, how myself I do exhaust
As I'm standing near an awesome loss
All the while feel vain and vile-
In the fires to be tossed!

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Robin Davis November 21, 2013 at 5:19 PM Chan this is a very powerful and emotional write. Just remember you are only as old as you feel. I bet muse and sweetie know how you feel. HEE HEE Thanks for the crazy and funny comment on my Wrong Text poem. Hugs Just That Archaic Poet November 22, 2013 at 5:10 AM Thanks for popping in, Sweet Pea <3