Intrigued as I am by the possibility
implicit in myself, and by what I
almost represent, ultimately I have
to say any shortfalls are unimportant.
I basically am me. and no matter what
I had done, it would still be now
as it always is. Was. Possibly
shall be? All those years would have
passed regardless, same or differently,
leaving me who knows where. Verdict?
I care! I could almost mind, but
I don't see any reason to. Pretty good!
fireworks
A Pocketful of Poesy was and is again a Poem-a-Day(-on-Average) Blog! For 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, and now for 2017 and going forward, you may expect to see 365 poems every year, 366 for leap years.
but aren't they all random?
Tuesday, December 06, 2022
parallels perpendiculars
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