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each bite of paddle

taking a bit of the sea

and flinging broke up water families

children suddenly on their own

tiny drops of independent water

that now

no longer had the safety of mom

or dad.

Flung into the air and

then settling down

struggling for a moment to


today with yesterday.

alone they start new lives

and seek

a new path

a new direction

flung away from family

and now all alone.

  • I actually wrote this poem last week, do you know why?


What do you think?

10 Points

Written by DocAndersen

One fan, One team and a long time dream Go Cubs!!!!!!!!!!!!!


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    • thank you for the kind words, everything is fine right now. you and the others who commented are probably right I am not adjusted yet.
      they moved in, and then we were all on lockdown so it is tough adjusting!

      Thanks 🙂


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