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it is a sad, sad tale

it is a sad, sad tale indeed it is father passed when i was but a babe left with mother, sisters, dog, rabbits there were three parakeets and they all shared a commonality they were female, still suspect the goldfish such was life for me mornings i had to prepare baths hang towels, washcloths then set the table with placings wake my sisters for their baths begin their breakfast as they began to dine prepared their clothes cleaned the bathroom cleaned the kitchen, wash the dishes i cannot continue in this nightmare later in life, i would pen this story set it into a fairy tale where my heart could always go and wish this had been my life sent it off to a publisher low and behold they wrote such a children's fable we will print your story at once joy filled my heart, my narrative told and then the shock, the final blow they had changed everything even the name was gone and the world was to be denied the story of Cinderfella who won the heart of the princess and it was no pumpkin it was a purple eggplant the color of royalty i am working on my next book i dreamed i was orphaned out of that feminine pit found a balanced family and such my new novel Danne of Blue Gables the "e" is silent and pray my four daughters find it entertaining gentlemen may i share some wisdom an adage belonging to the ages in life there are times from which there is, alas, no escape OKC 6/22

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Date: 6/27/2022 9:37:00 PM
Though a “sad, sad tale”, it is indeed very enchanting. I adored the light humor, the pinch of truth and the creative spirit of your endearing poem, Timothy. Your imagination thrills mine! Warmest wishes, my dear friend.. ~Susan
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Timothy Ray
Date: 6/28/2022 4:15:00 AM
thank you Susan....without imagination lifting inspiration these pages would be silent.....and we should be in silence but only when we prepare for both...blessings on you and yours
Date: 6/23/2022 8:46:00 AM
Great write! Heartfelt! Love Danne of Blue Gables. Very hard life many must endure.
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Date: 6/28/2022 4:20:00 AM
yes Danne was indeed a great play on Anne....one of my favorite reads....i always felt for her as an orphan having to live in a fantasy....i was so lucky!!! my parents found me in a rocket ship in a corn field....humor make life more than enduring....it makes belief in God rewarding
Date: 6/22/2022 1:07:00 AM
I feel that this is neither full truth nor full fantasy. This must be a combination of both. A boy prefers male company more than female company ( only as a child ) :). Sorry you had to do all household chores, despite being surrounded by females. Glad to know that the situation has improved now and you have started to enjoy life as a man and as a poet. All the best to you dear Timothy!
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Date: 6/22/2022 5:36:00 AM
the household chore was an exaggeration but i have always enjoyed the company of both women and men. i read Burroughs, Stevenson, Verne, Austen, Bronte, and Elliot. Began my poetry with Emily Dickinson. Began writing as a teenager. i am blessed with the balance from it all. Identify more with Anne of Green Gables than Pip in Great Expectations....Know Thy Self
Date: 6/21/2022 9:02:00 AM
there is a kernel of truth herein, i have a group of friends i have known since the 3rd grade of who i can be found watching football with the men or at the table with the wives chatting away. my upbringing was with women. it may have influenced my choice to walk the high iron of skyscrapers and love of motorcycles, i was also an adrenalin junkie. it also may have greatly influenced later pursuits in counseling and hospital volunteering. in these waning years have made my pursuit as a poet happy
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Date: 6/21/2022 7:45:00 AM
I love the cheeky humour of this! It made me smile! love it! Grace Daub
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Date: 6/21/2022 8:33:00 AM
these seem to come at times when i need to take myself with less than a serious aim....and anytime imagination and inspiration are on the loose in a poet's mind it is a time to run with it and let the neuropathways have their way...more importantly, it is compared to that cart they bring after dinner filled with desserts...or when the ice cream truck turns the corner....the quills ectasy