We are only mortal,

Last Wednesday the hottest May eleventh,twenty-twenty-two,

Hottest in my sixty-four years,

Selling books they email the lables to me,

I go eight miles to the Independence,Iowa library,

Print the lables,pay ten cents,

Drive to Winthrop mail the book off pay for the envelope,

With tomorrow’s book sent off I have no money until the third of June,

At nine am I talk to a guy about Solar,

Last time I did that I was told because I rent the land under the I did not qualify for solar and the benefit of selling back unused electric to electric company,

Then go and mail with the last of money,

I have goals and asperations,

Poverty is Not enjoyable,

I hate it so much,

I hate I need to clean my frigerator,

Then I could move things from unused stove’s oven put those things in the the frig,

Turn that huge un-needed thing off,

Save that electricity and use my newish apartment size fridge.

More economy gives me more money,

I hate no food,

No money to travel,

Published by Val's Whitewolf Books

Val's Whitewolf Media Anchor PodCast. I write here on WordPress. I believe that everyone should tell their story and that every book is a learning tool that will help those of us who are writers become better at our craft.I'm learning plus becoming more confident as an empath its important to share and touch with my heart others harmed by others words. I sell books on Pango.

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