#1377-Worry
08/05/2021
Sometimes,
The last slice of a pizza,
Can smile,
Brightening dreary Sunday nights.
Like those cold winter days,
Living by the seaside,
Dreading walking to school,
On stormy Monday morns.
Days do pass, and
Some memories linger.
A shame to have wasted time,
Worrying over things,
That didn’t matter.
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