Getting that first piece published is a milestone all writers must endure when starting out. The wait can be excruciating. Continue reading to see if you agree with what it means to me to get published; can you relate?
I cannot say where it went, Borrowed more, the less I lent. Oh, how the day was thus far spent.
Your heart's beating faster, your chest's all a swell. Is this all that you're after? Fare-thee-well.
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by Paul C. Binotto © 2019 Papa, tell me why Do you think,The flowers drink, Not from their mouths, But, from their feet?And, how does a roseSmell so good, thoughIt hasn't a nose?Papa, how, do you think?Tell me all that you know.And, Papa, tell me please,Why they're called leavesWhen they never G0 anywhere ever;Why aren't … Continue reading Flowers and Days