Engraved in my own pursuits
I failed to take care of you
When you said, all is well
It didn't rang a bell
Even when the pain is to the core
You never forget the chore
All I ever want
Be happy
For your little puppy
Just as a Bird returning to the nest,
A River to the ocean's crest,
A Beetle to the flower's bloom,
Bees to the sweet room,
When it comes to love
You're the hub, where it finds
its home
Stand with me
in my life
beside me
In light and dark
Call it selfish or love
Either way
DONT GO AWAY
- TO MY HOME OF LOVE
About the Creator
Getting Serious About Comedy (Part I)
If I were asked to remark on my life and the childhood that paved some road leading me to this point, I would have to say something about all the funny people who surrounded me for the last 26,872 days (and counting). Somewhere along that road, I became a big fan of laughter and the comedy that spawns it – and, I mean not only my own laughter, but the laughter of others, some of which I have actually been responsible for inducing.
By John Oliver Smith5 days ago in Humor
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