FamilyA Poem by Jon Roggie
This is hard to explain.
All of you, my fellow writers, are becoming my true family. No, I am not trying for bonus points. I am being honest. I try and speak, and once in awhile, I manage to connect. So much better, and not to take a shot at my blood, but I will. Tired of hearing of being a godsend, while you take vacations. Tired of hearing glad you are there, when you could manage to stop by. Tired of hearing everyone, each taking a shot at another. Tired of my blood, each making excuses. So, I turn to my other families, those I can talk to. © 2014 Jon Roggie |
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Added on October 30, 2014Last Updated on October 30, 2014 AuthorJon RoggiePorterville, CAAboutI tend to ramble, and rarely explain myself. Take that as you will more..Writing
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