...when all they do is languish.A Poem by HuwMany speak of life as if they have it sussed Many pretend that all is rosy in the garden They fit and wear a brave face a smiling falsehood a cheery word a momentary smile They talk of life when all they do is languish. © 2018 Huw |
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