Seeing through the eyes of others

poetry and writings based on the truth of life. Everyone sees through their own lenses. Trade glasses with someone else and view your world…and theirs. I write personal, I write upon request and not limited to one area, genre, or style

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  • Dad

    He went to the hospital, and somehow the world decided it was allowed to keep spinning, like nothing had been taken, like nothing had been shattered. 2 People showed up with soft voices and rehearsed sympathy, offering phrases that sounded more like exits than comfort:“be strong,” “time heals,” “you’ll get through it.”, and my favorite… Read more

  • Truth, not embarrassing,

    Being dependable quietly became my identity, and somewhere along the way I trained myself to swallow my own needs so I wouldn’t disappoint anyone. Not my parents or Grandparents, but people: MaybeChurch folk who never found good in any or always had to gossip, complain and whine like nursing babies on dumb-titsOrFolks in the community,… Read more