Ohh Margaret this is so sad. I emphasise with all these feelings. When my
dog died I broke my heart. I could not believe I could feel so bad. I got
rid of all her toys but not my pain.This poem is so succintly put and gets
straight to the heart. best wishes Sally J
>From: "M. A. Griffiths" <[log in to unmask]>
>Reply-To: The Pennine Poetry Works <[log in to unmask]>
>To: [log in to unmask]
>Subject: New sub: Throwaway Lines
>Date: Sat, 16 Sep 2006 22:58:26 +0100
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>Throwaway Lines
>
>I'll lose some things I do not need:
>that tag, these toys, this plaited lead.
>
>I'll ditch some things I cannot use:
>that dish, those cans, these rawhide chews.
>
>I'll dump some things that make me weep:
>those bones, this basket full of sleep--
>
>and I'd bin this ache inside my chest
>if I could bag it with the rest.
>
>
> (M. A Griffiths)
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