On my bed now there are stories that are scary
“Toughen up,” says my brother. “And don’t worry.”
In my head now there are elves who killed a fairy
“It’s alright, son,” says my mother. “And don’t worry
In my thoughts now all the demons are blurry
“I’ll watch you, son,” says my daddy. “And don’t worry”
It’s pitch dark. All the demons are in a hurry
Now there’s no one here to tell me ‘Don’t worry’

This conveys a lot in a few words… well written!
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Thank you.
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You’re welcome.
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I like this, its easier said than done don’t worry
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Yes
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Don’t worry XX
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I really like the emotions your work describes. It evokes a lot of memories for me. Thank you.
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Thanks and welcome.
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Don’t worrying😁
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Don’t worry 😉
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Hey was wondering if you wanted to guest blog sometime and do a poem about motherhood x
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Haven’t thought about it. Will let you know.
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You’re like the weaver of words..you put them together in such a way..I love your entries!
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Thanks a lot.
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I have learned that Worry creates the will to speculate. A speculation is a form of fortune telling. Who would want to Worry?
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Getting older ain’t for the faint of heart.
But it sure beats the alternative.
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Yes, good one 🙂
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Thank you.
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Great writing!
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Thank you.
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You’re welcome.
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Don’t worry little one darkness is only temporary, soon enough comes the light of day.
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True.
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Don’t worry 🙂
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Thanks.
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The darkness holds you to keep you safe. She’s keeping all of us safe, the ones that remain. Let the demons scamper and run for they can no longer have fun, the fury of the darkness sends them to burn in the sun.
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Good one.
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