It's 11:30 PM ... very late for me to be up. It's been another rough day. I just feel so much like a "throw away" ..... I've done a good bit of writing for the passed 12 years - I call them "musings" .... they're not poems, nor stories .... just musings from the heart that overflow onto paper .... many of them do sound like poetry, but they're not. I just thought this afternoon, that one of them is called "The Throw-Away Doll." Another of my favorite Hans Christian Anderson stories is "The Little Matchgirl" ..... if any of you are familiar with that one, then you can probably understand why that connects with me.
Maybe it's time I just be gone ..... I've outlived my usefulness ......
abby