newyears poem #11

By Jacqueline Jackson

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newyears poem #11

you may have stacks of
moldering dishes piles of
disheveled clutter a hamper
of odorous garments a car
full of indescribable litter
snow to shovel letters to tend
bills demanding their due
but when someone reaches
out to you in friendship or
in need you turn your back
on all the gottas oughtas
hafftas and take that hand

©2014 Jacqueline Jackson

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