The Peril of Good Intentions
A most regrettable act of kindness
By Christine MeushPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
Photo by Jametlene Reskp on Unsplash
Hold open the door.
Too far, and now they must run.
Awkwardly, I wait.
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Christine Meush
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Comments (5)
Always happening to me😂
I experience that before 🙂
lol great Haiku! 🚪🚪🚪
Classic!
Lol 😆 🚪