For Bullies Poem by Sandra Feldman
For Bullies
Life is made
Of sticks and stones,
And so much that escapes us,
Each person, a secret world of his own,
But no one has the right to break us.
Each person, a secret world of his own, But no one has the right to break us/// yeah; right you are; agree
I totally agree with you. instead of disturbing the peace of others, people should mind their own business. They should respect the privacy and dignity of others. Thanks, Sandra.
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4/30/2024 4:12:39 PM # 1.0.0.1119
My dear Sandra, although war is over and peace is here amongst the survivors of the folk, they drink too much beer they have become drunkards and possess our backyards the trollies, insanes and the bullies, no decency anymore, most of them have words of whores…. Bullies, tronies, or insanes what difference make their words? you are grand, you are great your victory we do celebrate! affectionately from Sylvia...…….........….A 10 Full Score for The Vote and so much more!