Adjusting to life's changes with hope… through poetry, haiku, and commentary

Sugar Baby

I’m normally not
anxious but I
must be

because the half
a box of Sugar
Babies you

left by your chair
are gone I don’t
really like

them and they
stick to my
teeth yep

they’re gone you
being there and
me here is

the pits harder
than I thought
it was going

to be love ya
Sugar miss
ya Baby

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