I couldn’t live without my full manhood. Sounds painful. I’m sure John Wayne Bobbitt could relate and sympathize. 🙂

One hell of a write.

Go back to bed and rest.

my condolences a very well written piece this pulls at my heart my son was 37 when he died that way leaving a family behind great write ❤️

Powerfully penned, Thomas. This is an excellent write my friend. I relate to this one. Sorry about your friend, that sucks. Appreciate you.

Damian

Ouch’ I’m guessing we all get duff days .. but this one takes some beating .. My sincere condolences Thomas .. just be sjure to write on brother .. Neville

thanks, my friend

Thanks, my friend.

hello dearest poet I always drink my coffee on the porch so I can see the sunrise on grey days I wait for the clouds to part and the blue to peak through… this is great I feel refreshed ❤️