Trudy Schrader Poet Rhyme

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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Sara Kendrick August 3, 2024 at 3:25 AM I can feel the pain of hurt and rejection. Sad one here. Thanks for sharing this one with us. Sara K Trudy Schrader August 3, 2024 at 4:09 PM Ya, I learned that a while back. I'm fine with people not liking poetry, but condescension is unacceptable. Sara Kendrick August 3, 2024 at 5:03 AM Some people are takers and don't want to give anything in return. Thanks for sharing. Sara K Trudy Schrader August 3, 2024 at 4:14 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 :)