Silly restrictions
Trigger warnings
All nonsense to him
Let’s get back to
less hyper sensitive
days.
Let’s get back to
normalcy and less
crybaby sensitive
people instead of a
nation of mentally
weak minions.
Bob Boyd
My Archived Poetry Blog With 3,750 poems
Silly restrictions
Trigger warnings
All nonsense to him
Let’s get back to
less hyper sensitive
days.
Let’s get back to
normalcy and less
crybaby sensitive
people instead of a
nation of mentally
weak minions.
Bob Boyd
He was so elated
when he first fell
in love with her.
She made him
happier than
he’d ever been.
But after about
six months the
ardor wore off.
The joy receded,
the love lessened.
And she made
him more
miserable than
he’d ever been.
Bob Boyd
He felt heartless like the Tin Man
and so unloved all his life,
unwanted by his mother
Stuck in foster care.
Taken in for the money
social services paid his
Unloving foster parents.
Never knew he had a heart,
never knew he could love,
until he grew up and
met her and she took
him into her heart.
And for the first time
in his loveless life
he learned he wasn’t a Tin Man
and that he had a heart.
Bob Boyd