Family Love Strange
1 January, 2008
Author: Barbara Goodhew
Family and friends at me get mad.
When they do it makes me sad.
Things I do they think are strange,
When really all I want is a change.
But when I need understanding,
They are there with love and caring.
Family and friends are STRANGE.
But always there for the CHANGE.
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Comments on this poem/writing:
catyrose (128.123.84.125) -- Wednesday, January 2 2008, 05:46 pm of family. Guess, we have to take the good with the bad. My own drive me crazy sometimes, but you're right on Barb, they do come thru for us with understanding, love, and caring. Even if they are a bit STRANGE at times. What would we do without them? Great write!!! And hey! It ryhmes :) |
barb (67.213.106.205) -- Wednesday, January 2 2008, 05:57 pm When thoughts ryhme it makes it easier to write lol:)))) |
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