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The toehead boy cries
Panting collie finds broken glasses
mama gonna be mad
wet nose
Slobbery kisses comfort
Mama appears in the doorway

sees boy
sees broken glasses
Mama scolds the boy
Boy cries
Mama hugs the boy
Boy smiles
Mama’s hug heals
Dog pants

Written is looking good, Poet Kurt here saying hello to everyone, and also letting everyone know that I hope soon a pageant of poem will be available.

Bless up "

Every poem is my inner monologue that I try to share with you, my dear readers. I know how to make a vivid salad with words that can be aromatic, but bittersweet as well. You can taste it and feel what I felt when the drops of my ink dripped on the paper. These words are not just words, as they are eyes that look at you and tongues that talk to you through the deep caves of my soul. My poems are woven with metaphors, allegorical expressions, poetic descriptions and philosophical thoughts.
‘’ Time changed my shoes on the staircase of life.
The bottom step where I reached, is my last glide.
I sit there so calmly like a moonlit night.’’

Here are the steps of life in a life’s journey.