I'm feeling good even a bit silly
my hands are in my pocket
Although I didn't even feel chilly
There is a wink within every stride
Knowing I give all that I am inside
Skipping along within all that I am
Love and power I have in my hand
To give and received is a wonderful gift
For your own or someone else's pocket
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Author:
Poetic Dan (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Got a few silly ones to let go off, hopefully help this emotional cloud that's over me today! Much peace and respect
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Reads like somebody enjoying some of lifes little pleasures.
Tit was a day of fun little rhymes running in my head....
Sweet as a nutter can be.
You spoil me... Please go on!
I thought I'd spoilt you enough already, Mr Poetic man, oops, Dan???
I must be feeling extra needy, feel free to avoid any extra sweet words or I could become dependent....
Or an addict of some description concerned with some type of 'spoiling features' involved. Do they have them in Cars these days??
Addiction has always been there my friend, its authenticity 😉
The simple things in this life are the best and seem to satisfy the most - a lovely read Dan
Always appreciated, and yes simply is the best but often over looked. Lol
But of course: 'All donations gratefully received'. What's that? The cheque is in the post to me?! Good!' heehee.
I'm getting greedy. I not quite got the hang of 'It is more blessed to give than to receive'. Oohhh!
I'll gladly send a cheque with words just for you, it can be banked once you finish signing your tune.......
I like the simple things in life - like me and this engaging little read.
Art comes easily that way, your simple is delightful my friend.
You say silly,bi say reflection of an innocent purity.
Absolutely!
Always a pleasure 😉
Good fun write, let the silliness out it gives all a smile.
Indeed, shame that day is gone but I guess that's why we carry on. Finding inspiration for wanting more!
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