Worry Begets Worries Poem by Francie Lynch

Worry Begets Worries

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Death,
So cruel,
So kind,
Has taken my worries away;
The ones I wished would stay.
Left the three I started with,
So the three obliged,
Now worries number five.
We know how worries grow,
They start so small, no worry at all,
Then they start to crawl.
From the outset, we beget worries,
They're life's windfall.

Monday, September 11, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: parenthood,parenting,parents,worries,worry,children
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mario, Lucien, Rene Odekerken 11 September 2017

Beautiful poem Francie thank you for sharing Mario Odekerken

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Richard Wlodarski 11 September 2017

Death to worries! ! !

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Francie Lynch

Francie Lynch

Monaghan, Ireland
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