I used to blame people like Garvey for their fate, until someone pointed out how illogical I was being. If it is their fate, they, by definition, did not choose it. They are not responsible for something that was always going to happen to them.
This is sad, but yet beautifully told.
Garveys come in all shapes and sizes and with varying habits. Tormented souls always trying to fit or perhaps to stand out.
Sending blessings and prayers to them, and to you a blessed weekend! ❤❤
Crow On The Wire 
This is a tough one. There are people like Garvey although I have not known any personally. This is a sad but true story in your poem.
Thank you, Anne.
I used to blame people like Garvey for their fate, until someone pointed out how illogical I was being. If it is their fate, they, by definition, did not choose it. They are not responsible for something that was always going to happen to them.
Nice comment, Paul. We should always be sure of our definitions and have a dictionary handy. 👍👍👍
This is sad, but yet beautifully told.
Garveys come in all shapes and sizes and with varying habits. Tormented souls always trying to fit or perhaps to stand out.
Sending blessings and prayers to them, and to you a blessed weekend! ❤❤
Thank you!!🙂
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Such a tragic story, respectfully told.
Thank you, Liz
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