Thursday, March 24, 2011


Managing alone difficult enough
Without the help needing,
Like a screw in the wrong threading
We are so naive,
And yet ignorance is bliss
Meanwhile live accordingly
Jokes of friends never making sense
The smile is all that we have
As the thunder follows the lighting
Safely the storms pass,
Guessing to thank friends for that

Poem 2

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