Poverty of the HeartA Poem by HutchHow life hardens uswhen life has stripped you of dignity or maybe you are so exhausted of mundane moments as if you are not in control anymore you see the same cars next to you going to work little is fresh, new and beautiful anymore you burn bridges everywhere throughout your life as to say that is not where I should be please don't let me return but maybe God does work in mysterious ways we desperately search for understanding it's really plain to see though to take less and to give more be a giver much more than a taker © 2017 Hutch |
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Added on February 14, 2017 Last Updated on February 14, 2017 Tags: riding in traffic, the same ole thing everyday AuthorHutchTaylorsville, GAAboutI love to write but wish my writing be more than just grunts of a caveman. i love the outdoors and feel so complete out under the stars. I guess i'm more like a dog than a person...i love a front porc.. more..Writing
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