Treasure Island

Shania K. Younce

(4-18-1996 / I can´t remember.)

'Abbitte'


The world has many sorrows.
In, which we do pay.
We live day to day.
Always thinking of diffenrent ways.
Our life leads us.
We leave it.
To of days.
We spoke the word in many languages.
Here is one way to say it, 'Abbitte.'

Submitted: Sunday, February 09, 2014
Edited: Monday, February 10, 2014

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The word abbitte is german. Title translation for Abbitte: apology. Please comment at will and with honesty.

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  • Ed Nigma (2/21/2014 12:24:00 AM)

    We pay with our emotions and must apologize to those we make pay with their emotions. Very nicely said. Neat thought but in reality if it was practiced as this poem says a better world for everyone in it.

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