The little voice said,
“Are you gonna throw me away?”
The big voice said,
“No.”
The little voice said,
“It’s just that
things seem so hard–
What if
I throw me away?”
The big voice said,
“I’ll take you out of the garbage can
and put you in a bathtub.”
The little voice
laughed. . .
and felt very good inside.
The Danforth Anchor 
Hi Elaine,
I havent commented for a while, but couldn’t resist this one….so wonderful. wishing you very well,
Carol
Dear Carol,
Thank you very much for the nice comment on my poem.
Elaine
Wow, that’s so whimsical. I absolutely love this poem.
Thank you very much, Crayfish.
Isn’t this just the sweetest write. Put a smile on my face. 🙂
Thank you very much, ZQ! 🙂
I like the line where the little voice says “”What if I throw me away.?” well it’s a sad thought and I believe some os us always think about trowing their-selves when they feel hard. What we need is to find the bigger voice inside us to survive. I like how you simply write, and how you characterize the voices in us.
Thank you for Sharing
Shadiatique
Thanks for stopping by my blog and reading and commenting so kindly.
Elaine
Lol, cute little poem. it’s always refreshing to take bath,
Thank you, Leah.:-)
That sounds like a very nice big voice – thanks for being that for me today! 🙂
Hi MB,
I’m glad my poem worked for you in that way.
And thanks to you, for your voice coming forth with that nice comment!
Elaine