Charity Begins At HomeA Poem by PeteYou must have a genius for charity as well as for anything else. - Thoreaupast the skid row of silent specters and inebriated souls along with my indomitable demons a diligent march wind tries to blow me and my faithful companion, milo, into tomorrow too bad it can't sweep away sorrow too bad today never learns how to borrow as the old ghost of my muse lifts up another rock, searching for more of life's marrow off in the distance, i hear yet another gust ushering the familiar squeal of an overburdened wheelbarrow © 2024 PeteAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on March 11, 2024 Last Updated on March 11, 2024 AuthorPeteBoston, MAAboutI love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..Writing
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