Memo:
reach out and grasp
the hand that feeds
freedom
tell the world
about my gain
lost one and found another
Diary
Beginning to throw away all the clutter now
that collects and makes decay.
We found a new love:
I’m living for today.
I think now, I can throw this list away.
By Kathleen Bartholomew
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