On one hand it’s all
I want and can’t, maybe won’t have.
On the other hand, it’s mine to love.
The two opposites splash me every day,
Training me to focus on the haves,
Instead of the have-nots.
On one hand it’s all
I want and can’t, maybe won’t have.
On the other hand, it’s mine to love.
The two opposites splash me every day,
Training me to focus on the haves,
Instead of the have-nots.
Sonia Chintha is an Indian American writer who lives in the Washington DC area. She blogs, writes poetry, and fiction. She is also an English teacher who believes that our experiences teach us more than any test. She is the founder and co-editor of Good Little Girls.




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