She puts the glass
on the table top.
“What do you see?”
I know what she’s trying to do;
get me to say
‘half full’
or ‘half empty’.
She has no idea
of the depth
my pessimism has,
for all I see
is a puddle
and a pile of shattered glass.
Submitted: April 16, 2021
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I doubt super glue can fix that! Maybe one should invest in Dixi cups. Gosh it sounds like i know everything. Oh nooooo! Not another... scarpering away before the fine china hits the walls.
Fri, April 16th, 2021 6:58pmAs a half-empty person myself, let me say 'excellent!'
Fri, April 16th, 2021 7:03pmA third perspective to a question with only two perspectives. Genius and very deep. Great work! - E.E
Fri, April 16th, 2021 7:12pmThat's a funny Hullabaloo sounds like the shrink should drink from a plastic cup!
Sat, April 17th, 2021 2:09amFacebook Comments
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AdamCarlton
Always good to unask the question!
Fri, April 16th, 2021 6:56pmAuthor
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Haha! Yep. Thanks, Adam.
Fri, April 16th, 2021 12:04pm