“Good parents make dinner.”
Oh, yes. I've often tried to capture with words my feeling about having no generation "above me" anymore - and yes, "the final bit / of ... childhood / ran away from home."
❤️
How can you not love this poem?
Felt this one.
Oh, yes. I've often tried to capture with words my feeling about having no generation "above me" anymore - and yes, "the final bit / of ... childhood / ran away from home."
❤️
How can you not love this poem?
Felt this one.