Remnants From Lost Giving
Glad to keep them down they were.
Glad to talk about them...
In disrespectful jokes.
And to speak of their appearances...
To heighten laughs with other folks.
Glad to poke at them,
For being who they are!
But,
Since many have been foreclosed to debt...
The best laughs to hear,
None of them have heard yet.
And those are gifts returned,
By disclosures...
Of descendents,
Leaving remnants from lost giving!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Submitted by Poetry Lover
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