The Square Doughnut.

poem by: Ann Parks
Written on Nov 23, 2018 

I was always a square doughnut
never felt I fitted in
not posh enough for grammar school friends
not common enough to mix at work.

I was always lonely
from five to fifty
 always an oddity
if people said they knew me
I did not believe them
if they wanted to date me
I wondered why.

Why did I never notice
the common ground with other people
on little things that gave clue to large?
Why did I not understand
that warts and all
I'm allowed just to be!

 

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Christopher Russon commented on Nov 24, 2018 at 10:56am
Beaghtïful poem .I can relate Ann.
Talal Uddin commented on Nov 24, 2018 at 5:56pm
I am also searching the answer of the same question. It may not have any co-relation. It is because of___hoping to tell u later.
Frank Hornby . commented on Dec 18, 2018 at 1:50pm
All you can be is yourself.........then people either, like you or not.......I like doughnuts!....whatever shape...😁...
Frank Hornby . commented on Dec 18, 2018 at 1:51pm
........and your poetry...👍🏻

 

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