Don’t write me off yet


On way to work saw this small baby
With scrunched up face pushed
By a bigger scrunched up face

Genetic codes militantly
Run rampant in bloodlines
Some mute others shine

My mirror yields dad’s twinkle,
Mom’s caring and one sib’s love for food
Having now kicked in with vengeance

One I superficially resemble most I wish
Least  to be like, except for her formidable
“De-cluttering” and take charge abilities

My housing is getting world weary
Achy, inner flame may be flickering
Spirit and will are still feisty kicking

Ticker too is ticking strongly
Boneless tender as in it houses
Eternally chased, pursued, beloved~

*image is from internet only*


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