Black Sheep of the Family…
For me,
A self-proclaimed title,
Of little consequence,
Unless I allow it to be,
Can you not, this, see?
No parents,
Nor brothers or sisters,
To crown me with this title,
Cousins don’t seem to count,
As they don’t too much, amount.
I have found in my travels,
Through life, my mind and the world,
That what one feels about themselves,
Is the key to their ultimate survival,
So as not to be here, sub littoral,
I will end this little poem,
And so must you know,
I try not to cause, anymore, mayhem,
Nor do I condemn,
Any, who do, as I am, in then end,
The crème de le crème,
Of the society I am part of and portend…
(ed)
This poem made me smile. ;) Silver
PS...being up in north of Boston, I truly understand why you may not be a champion of winter....but the falling snow is peaceful while it comes down. ;)
Allen
So, I can feel with this write in some effects, and it is very good!
~Nikki~
Great thought-provoking write, Ed!
Sandie Angel a.k.a. May Lu :o)
families is the craziest peoples LOL--great, expressive write
(((HUGS))) and love,
karla. :)
Best regards,
Leland
i am a black sheep..
baaa baaaaaa baaaaaa baaaaaaaaaaalieve me
and dam proud of it
jessica
aka
gypsie