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Tattered Old Thing

Old Worn-out Tattered hat Misshapened, ripped. Though it's loved, it will not last forever. At sixty, I am much like that good hat. Torn up too soon. Tattered now Worn-out Old 19 August 2017 For Broken Wings Form T Poetry Contest

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Eve Roper

Date: 9/9/2017 12:41:00 PM

I love the verse, Anita, I know the feeling of the second stanza, congratulations on your win! Hugs Eve ~`*

Anita Harris
Date: 9/9/2017 7:37:00 PM

Thank you, Eve! Thanks for stopping by.

Roy Pett

Date: 9/8/2017 10:01:00 AM

Congratulations on your well deserved win Anita. :))

Anita Harris
Date: 9/8/2017 12:22:00 PM

Thanks very much, Roy!

Dave Timperley

Date: 8/23/2017 7:34:00 AM

Anita, there are times when we all wake up just like that. I know I do. Then, I sit up and thank God for another day. I may be old but He still has not done with me yet. He keeps me in wonderment. God Bless. D.

Anita Harris
Date: 8/23/2017 9:23:00 AM

I appreciate the encouragement, Dave! Thanks for reading my work.

John Fleming

Date: 8/20/2017 5:23:00 AM

Yes--I like this goodly little poem also! :) Although it purports to illustrate a certain despondency it actually has an underlying, and rather comforting, familiarity associated with it all. Very well penned, Anita! My best regards. :) john

Anita Harris
Date: 8/20/2017 6:29:00 AM

Thank you for your comments!

Vijay Pandit

Date: 8/19/2017 6:12:00 AM

Love this poem--good luck for the contest Anita!

Anita Harris
Date: 8/19/2017 9:19:00 AM

This last birthday hit me hard. It's been one disaster after another since then! Getting tired.