at never being kissed
at being dissed
at having missed
out on kingdom things.
or perhaps he hops
(happily)
wild in the woods
sheds all those shoulds
and at nightfall, he sings.
::
It’s Wednesday. We poem.
at never being kissed
at being dissed
at having missed
out on kingdom things.
or perhaps he hops
(happily)
wild in the woods
sheds all those shoulds
and at nightfall, he sings.
::
It’s Wednesday. We poem.
I love this!! The point of view of those not in the spotlight are always much more interesting.
Bet the second has it right.
“at having missed
out on kingdom things“
How powerful to ponder—I hate to think anyone might. 😦