All stories,matter they are the history of a great nation
Self taught,
We sell ourself to our goals,
Getting blue,
Melancholy a poets must,
But at sixty-five, I know that I’m my biggest fan,
And my worse enemy,
My friend Penny is low just now,
But her possibilities are vast,
She asks who would care about her,
As an empath full of sorrow with that statement,
Need she ask,
Sometimes,
Keeping direction is not easy,
Sadness rapes away confidence,
Val Whitewolf Go live on TikTok everyday. Two emails valheikewhitewolf@gmail.com and valwhitewolfpoet@gmail.com only one. I've written every day for over 500 Days but I didn't notice that I've had 11 days you can keep your virtual things so you mean nothing to me I know how many times I've written Val Heike pen and spirit animal Whitewolf .. https://www.tiktok.com/@valheikewhitewolf?_t=8i4NOlqQ9nC&_r=1 View more posts
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