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Living with
I don’t profess to know what goes on in her head. A smile here, a pinch there, “a you know what I did dear!”
I don’t know why she does what she does what she does. A flood here, a fire there, “no hurricane like you dear”.
I know why the kids teased me, I’m younger than her with ‘the older’ mind. Soap wasted here, food thrown there, “you’re oh so indecisive dear”.
I’ve known you for so long dear. My sister, twenty one years we’ve danced, May there be many more to come. Even partnered with your
autism.
Oh how I love football. Didn’t want it to seem militaristic but it went there.
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Humble Time 1
I was once ashamed of my dad's car. It is the car by the side of the road. The one that sput-sput-sputtered, Whose lights are blown as much as working. The one that finds it hard to start. Whose battery dies and engine floods, As often as people stared. It wasn't so reliable. It's always the car at the side of the road. One day I thought, "It is his, he owns it." "He may not own a great deal, But he owns one more car than me." "Perhaps I had been ungrateful." "Why did it matter that it was as old as me?" "It did it's job when it was working, however long that took." I'm no longer ashamed of my dad's car. It's his until it isn't. And of course this won't be my transport forever, But I'll happily let it take me where I need to go. Even if mi nah guh drive it miself, cah mi nuh want it lef mi a road mi one.
It became more of a little paragraph but I like it.
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Who knows?
Cherish your friends.