I Do Not Accumstomed Grow

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Mary Angela Douglas

Little Rock, Arkansas United States of America

Mary Angela Douglas

Little Rock, Arkansas United States of America

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How familiar I am with the backhanded compliment
The pitying smile yet I do not accustomed grow
Toward who or what would bring me woe
But set my face toward starry light
And guide my path the way of right
And deaf as snow I will become
To those who rob my Kingdom Come.
mary angela douglas 18 july 2024

Mary Angela Douglas

Thursday, July 18, 2024

Topic(s) of this poem: july,snow

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Unnikrishnan Sivasankara Menon 18 July 2024

The "back-handed compliments" come out of jealousy… so one need not worry about it, for as a saying in my mother language goes, "there is no remedy for jealousy "…

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