Existing is exhausting.

Grow up, choose a path,

Birthdays and frosting.

Work, church, make a match,

Families and bossing.

Children, dogs, build a stash,

Hospice and crossing.

Heaven, Paradise, or Ash.

Existing is exhausting.

By JB Morris- Poems, Prose, and Possibilities- mostly about life, sometimes about God, with brief interludes concerning shoe addiction.

Toss a Coin into the Poet’s Cap

Kind Donations Appreciated. For publishing requests, contact juliebmorris@obscurewritings.com.


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