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I NOTICED
I noticed they no longer drop by,
Stop in to visit you at your place . . . .
Maybe you have become cantankerous.
Perchance they have sickened of you
And the delusional rantings you maunder.
Perhaps you have worn out your welcome . . . .
Or like a wilted flower in Autumn,
You may have just lost your pizzazz.
We can all only hope not to
We can all only hope not to wilt away, merely brushed by or brushed away, petals knocked off by the winds of dismissal and disregard.
wonderful wonderful
wonderful wonderful write!
Reminds me of someone I know and fits her all too well!
Thank you to both of you.
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