fret

fret

A Poem by aftervision

the ole saying
don't worry -- don't fret
tell me how
do we have probelms -- and just forget

 

contractile accessions
offer a fools gold
hot ain't always hot
s**t -- sometimes hot is cold

 

are we to just place aside
the pillow upon which we sleep
don't worry -- don't fret
sentiments that you can keep


after vision

© 2010 aftervision


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I so liked the direct hit to reality and the offhand statement made by those at the periphery of the problem ‘don’t worry - - don’t fret’! Very sharp and short. Must show it to a person we call ‘worry’, she will enjoy this.

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Added on May 7, 2010
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aftervision
aftervision

flooding in, TN



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a poet of life -- having lived life with my heart on my sleeve more..

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