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THROWING PEARLS

Finally invited Such an important event What shall I bring I have no money I pray my poem Will open up and sing ....the beauty of LOVE Sitting patiently Gift after gift, opened Joyful laughter afloat Down to one sack And my presence Marking sheep or goat ...to reveal "Oh...let's not forget This little card Thank you, Trudy ...oh....a poem" "Read it aloud!!!" ....no....I'll read it later Passing to the door I see the gift Glistening in the trash I reached in Grasped it firmly And I'm never giving it back ...to pigs who plod Written by Trudy Schrader on 08-03-2024

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Date: 8/3/2024 3:25:00 AM
I can feel the pain of hurt and rejection. Sad one here. Thanks for sharing this one with us. Sara K
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Trudy Schrader
Date: 8/3/2024 4:09:00 PM
Ya, I learned that a while back. I'm fine with people not liking poetry, but condescension is unacceptable.
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Sara Kendrick
Date: 8/3/2024 5:03:00 AM
Some people are takers and don't want to give anything in return. Thanks for sharing. Sara K
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Trudy Schrader
Date: 8/3/2024 4:14:00 AM
I have been here so many times...people wanting the peace of presence but not the responsibility of KNOWING my person. I finally value me, and I'm walking away. Thanks for walking with me. I know I am not alone :)

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