V. Jane Brummitt
Poem by V. Jane Brummitt
we live our today's tomorrow's
as if we have no memory
of the errors of yesterday's sorrows. Seemingly, intentionally,
we chart life's way
according to the conventional
hoping for a brighter day.
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