Comparison Starts Early
Blue Haiku
By Kelley SteadPublished about a year ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read
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My son has blue eyes,
He wishes they were brown though.
Envy starts early.
About the Creator
Kelley Stead
Grew up on a steady diet of Anne McCaffrey and Stephen King.
Spinning tales in the quiet moments between motherhood and building a business.
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It’s funny , we never happy with what we got. Nice poetry.