Ain't
Ain't nobody knows
anything
'cept right
from wrong
Ain't nobody knows
when
the change
goes down
Ain't know body knows
when anyone
step over
the line
Fascinating poem, Willow. Perhaps nobody knows because every has their own concept of boundaries, their own feeling of right and wrong. Very well written.
Life is indeed full of mystery. Almost missed these since you did not send around a link.
ReplyDeleteAh, but sometimes I do think people know when they step over the line....but pretend not to.
ReplyDeleteVery nice. And I like the wry humor as well. I never had a girlfriend in first grade though.... :)
ReplyDeleteFascinating poem, Willow. Perhaps nobody knows because every has their own concept of boundaries, their own feeling of right and wrong. Very well written.
ReplyDeleteThe last stanza made me do a double-take.
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