I hated being alone.......
At age three and younger.
One time I pooped.
On the past.
She rubbed my nose in it.
became worse
I understand the pressure
at being alone with three
young ones.
who wants tibe left alone anyway? ..........maybe in just few hours or days to have silence and space for one to think and contemplate about his life but not forever........sigh! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
but now i read the title again. it is not clearly mentioned in the poem. the dirty bums! ! ! ; ( : ( bri : (