Quietly healing, and with no regrets

Quietly healing, and with no regrets

A Poem by Jon Roggie

Yes,
 I managed to say it,
   and I kept a semi serious face.

Time for you to try.

Constant bickering doesn't matter.

All it leads to is the past thirty years.

Wait a second,
 I have it wrong.

Time for some math.

Eight years.
Eight years.
Eight years.
Four years.
Eight years.
Four years.

I could keep going back,
but what has changed?

© 2017 Jon Roggie


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I like the humor here --after so many years it doesn't matter and what's the point. Nice write

Posted 6 Years Ago


Jon Roggie

6 Years Ago

Once in awhile, I can't help myself.

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Jon Roggie
Jon Roggie

Porterville, CA



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