I cannot ask;
I will not ask.
Denial mortified me!
I can only take
What is freely given.
I am not moss;
I am not vine.
I do not cling;
I do not burden.
I am just me!
I cannot ask;
I will not ask.
Denial mortified me!
I can only take
What is freely given.
I am not moss;
I am not vine.
I do not cling;
I do not burden.
I am just me!
Ah, how we would all like to be Not a clinging vine or burden. Liz
My poetry reflects my moods.
I liked it. What a simple poem: sweet!!
Thank you.