Poets are those who love,--who feel great truths, And tell them.

August 1, 2007

My Story

by Angela

Sitting back and reminiscing
About my childhood and everyone I loved in it
Some of them are still here to this very day
They're running through my mind as I'm thinking as I lay
I don't know why I did some of the things I did
That made me cry and messed me up just as a kid
But I'm beyond that
And that's all behind me now
Why my eyes are open
I'm seeing clearly now
So that's my story
That made me feel sad a bit
About my life and the people so dear in it
Things come and go and that's alright
Cause my family, friends, and me are tight
And I will love them all to the very end
While helping as they give a hand to lend.

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