Tag: Getting Out Of Rut
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Poem about Jumping From Rut
Jump Paths Seven seems to be the number Years ‘til routine’s torn asunder. Rips, tears, they can be seen before, Coping, but will not take much more. – People, some, they call it an itch, That which makes our ticker to twitch. I say it is time passing by Years that make us look up…
June Nash 