Confused
Limerick
My name was born out of a HoneyBees store
My mother knew that I, “Melissa” was etched on a purse, say no more
But here I am confused, wearing my fathers old shoes
Button up men’s tops and magazines not fit for a “lady”, my dad would often lose
I pop up “Matthew,” in my head, it’s a secret name I adore
About the Creator
Melissa Ingoldsby
I am a published author on Patheos.
I am Bexley is published by Resurgence Novels here.
The Half Paper Moon is available on Golden Storyline Books for Kindle.
My novella Carnivorous is to be published by Eukalypto soon! Coming soon
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Miniature Mind Musings #8:
Recently, I spoke with a family member who I struggled to catch up with for a longer timespan than I would’ve liked and what struck me was how societal templates filled in on successive days routinely suck our time into a vacuum of seemingly infernal deficiency.
By The Dani Writer3 days ago in Longevity
Comments (3)
You are a unique and valuable individual with so much to offer the world.💕🧡🧡
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Ha, ha! I like this one. Makes me think of shopping with my mom when I was a kid and how random thoughts swam through my head. ;)