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… So my whole body
Became an apology
For being too much
About the Creator
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When the Shelter Closes
Across the street from my house, a man slept under a tree, his dog by his side. My first, naive thought: he must be traveling through. But he kept coming back, often sleeping there during the day. Then it hit me—that person might not have a home.
By Bride of Sound5 days ago in Humans
Comments (7)
Oof this hit me so hard! Such an emotional Haiku!
Wow, this one really packs a punch & lingers on the pallet. Just three lines, eleven words, seventeen syllables to inform a lifetime & one's entire existence.
Wow! So much said in so few words!
I felt this! Love it.
Very relatable. Great work!
What a visual that created. I felt that one!
Another of those so relatable and wish they weren’t relatable poems! Lovely work Joelle ❤️✨❤️✨