Posted in Family, Life, Prose

A Slice of Humble Pie

One to sink my teeth into

My daughter lost something
the usual story ensued

Not her fault, but others
we looked, and looked

Finally finding, what we sought
being in my possession

The pie tasted delicious
according to my daughter

-and I went hungry
with that thought

in mind….

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My profile might reflect who I am, what I think and why I write what I do. My profile might just reveal the inner workings of a deranged mind, a helpless soul, and a self-destructive way of living. Don't worry. I'm OK. I've just lost sight of my little sister in the evening clouds....

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