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I didn’t know I had a flaw
But now it troubles me no more

A flaw that was with me from birth
A flaw that hid its deadly worth

And my Aortic valve would be
In time, the cause of death for me

But now that flaw has gone away



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Piles of dust
Washing overflowing
Floor needs mopping
Could do with vacuuming

Hoover leans idly in a cupboard
The washing machine stays silent
Duster is missing
I’ll leave it till tomorrow

Or the next day
The dust will return
It always does
One of life’s certainties



Vee Goldman

Makes various jottings about life, the universe, and other stuff. Mother, Wife, Sheep Whisperer, and Free Spirit. For some reason has started writing poetry.