My HandbasketA Poem by Molly
I have a lot of love to give to someone who deserves it. I’ve yet to find the one that lives who won’t attempt to spurn it. It’s like carrying ‘round a basket full of little paper hearts, but now I have to mask it from those who’d tear them apart. So my basket I’ll hide away and wait for one who loves me. I’m not too anxious for the day but think it will be lovely. © 2008 Molly |
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Added on February 13, 2008 AuthorMollyAboutI write to write. Not for you. Not even for me sometimes. Inspiration just hits me, and I'll write it down. Sometimes what I write concerns the present, people I know or things I've seen. And other t.. more..Writing
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