started when I was born,
and continued as I was raised
in a family whose order of reward
excluded me and give me no status.
Day by day I have been getting closer
to the home I never knew because of them,
making a virtue of my continued lack of status.
When I reach the grave I will have found it.
Excellent!
ReplyDeletewhose NOT who's (which is short for 'who is')
ReplyDeleteThis is why I read your blog so rarely, you simply don't care about words.
I am aware that you are a better grammarian than I am. I don't force people to read my blog, I don't force anyone to read anything, though I believe democracy thrives on people listening to one another.
ReplyDeleteSweet Bearz, I don't even notice any words not in proper order, I just go with a flow of your writings.
ReplyDeleteThat doesn't mean that I don't crave grammar. But I am just not coming on...