And Then You Judge My Soul Poem by Tia Maria
And Then You Judge My Soul
I was doing just fine here on my own
and then you just had to phone
Don't ask me what I am doing
and then criticise what I'm pursuing
You may not have seen me there today
but when did I say I was coming anyway
He knows my thoughts and my heart
and we are not so very far apart
this packs a nice punch, and still remains elegant...it makes me think 'you tell em! '...great work
This is a sad one... Tia.. Andy (live your own life don't let others tell you what to do)
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4/19/2024 12:43:34 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Some are so quick to judge. Wear a mental raincoat around those and like the rain, let it wash right off without touching you. :) Thank you for sharing. You have a way with making the mundane beautiful with your depictions of life.