As children we clomped around in hobnail boots,
and adopted oversize clothes with abandon.
Now we adopt different garb with an air of caution,
dressing up our fragile egos.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
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pvcann.com
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Manhood is a Journey
New posts every Saturday!
ruminations & travesties of the favorite yet naughty son of Nengkoy
Talking about comedy that is not worth talking about
Let's make it !
Simple Food Made Delicious
Una iniciativa distinta... Evolucionando
My carer story on Alzheimers (Dementia) to help and support others going through it
Short articles to bring inspiration to people.
On returning to God after giving up "God"
Suddenly single again - this is my life, unflitered.
Traveler of mind, wanderer for life.
A place where Linda brings out thoughts and stories within
My Scribbles will make your heart dance💞
‘Dressing up our fragile egos’ i like that ✌🏾
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Thank you for that.
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My pleasure dear
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ouch, so true … how did they become so fragile and tattered …
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Indeed 😦
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True! That’s why I like the ordinary people not the mask oriented clowns.
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Yes, I feel that way too
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Brilliant. You have conveyed such a stronger emotion in such few words.
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Thank you very much Megha.
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That’s why rare ones, like Walt Whitman, said he would wear things with a certain “don’t give a damn-ness.” 🙂
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I like that statement, thanks for sharing Tom 🙂
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Dressed up egos are the worst sort!
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And how, so deadly
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Oh yes! So they are.
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Excellent – light hearted then a powerful challenge – beautifully written
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Thank you so much Lyn
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Exact!
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Thank you.
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Your lines are right on. So often egos are in dress up costumes. Very sad. Thanks for sharing.
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Many thanks Patricia.
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Many thanks Patricia
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Nice. Can’t resist a salty ego poem.
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