friends.... poets.... family
I started life
with a large family strewn all over,
over 200
each so individualistically individual ,
it made me marvel..
thus I undertook the study of the human mind...
some were very rich
many very, very, very poor
but it made no difference to me
(even though then I was very okay…
yeah rich,)
as they all did to me endear.
now I am left with a handful
I can count on finger tips
third generations’ kids,
whose nappies I did change
when they were young...
today they are seemingly rich
they say you...
my who.....
as tables turned
I became poor..
not rich, no more…
the poetic world I dwell with
seemingly happy,
very much anonymous too,
am happy with friends like you…
Comments
I too have no family
Only because like you I started life with 200 and I don't like some of them much and the others are still united to the others so I cant associate with them either.
Happy to stand alone now
birds of a feather do
flock together
friend I have found in you
hope you tooo
o young one...
Yes
I feel the bond. I shall have to visit the haitians
Loved
the story of a life lived and lived well ... its nice to be able to be whoever you want, I am afraid I couldnt do it I give too much away in my poetry ... i come from two huge families my gran was one of 18 all from the same mother so you can imagine my family is huge
nice poem I liked it very much
love Jayne-Chloe xxx
thank you ever so much
very much too