Thank you so much for the shout out, Hazel! Your poem about the hourglass was amazing! I too loved hourglasses as a kid, but the way you used it to tell a story about time and the way it marches ever-onward was powerful.
I'm also sorry those kids were meant to you, but I appreciate you sharing the story behind the poem and supporting your fellow writers. In this community, we don't tolerate jerks or bullies, so I hope people can appreciate your beautiful poem and your meataphorical hourglass while you're here. I, for one, am grateful to have met you!
You know, I'd say that even now, hourglasses are still mesmerizing to watch. There's something so calming about watching the sand fall.
I was really young when that stuff happened, so it was interesting revisiting that memory. I think it was maybe around second-grade. And I'd honestly had forgotten about it until I started writing this piece. .
Thank you for taking the time to read it, and thank you for being here! I'm grateful to have met you too!
This is a beautiful poem, Hazel. Can I be the other autistic kid watching time fall from the top of the hourglass? ⏳
Thank you for the shoutout! 💜
I'm happy you liked it! And absolutely!
Of course! Your work resonated deeply with me, so it was only fair you get the highest of praise and attention you deserve!
Thank you so much for the shout out, Hazel! Your poem about the hourglass was amazing! I too loved hourglasses as a kid, but the way you used it to tell a story about time and the way it marches ever-onward was powerful.
I'm also sorry those kids were meant to you, but I appreciate you sharing the story behind the poem and supporting your fellow writers. In this community, we don't tolerate jerks or bullies, so I hope people can appreciate your beautiful poem and your meataphorical hourglass while you're here. I, for one, am grateful to have met you!
You know, I'd say that even now, hourglasses are still mesmerizing to watch. There's something so calming about watching the sand fall.
I was really young when that stuff happened, so it was interesting revisiting that memory. I think it was maybe around second-grade. And I'd honestly had forgotten about it until I started writing this piece. .
Thank you for taking the time to read it, and thank you for being here! I'm grateful to have met you too!