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Abigaile Member
since 2001-10-21
Posts 112San Mateo, CA |
*I know the name is a bit strange, but it is the date I originally wrote this* Man standing at the curb of the road with a small boy at his side. They are dirty and disheveled with little to be desired. People just pass them by. They are but two of an ignored many, they’re forgotten. Yes, they might go away if no one ever stops. They’re not asking for handouts, just “Work For Food.” No one pays them heed. What does this teach the youth? You teach us to love but it’s not love that we are shown. Someone explain this misconception to a confused child, like me. "I am nae poet, in a sense; |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
It is indeed a disheartening picture... You describe in well, Abigaile..  |
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cpalmer Senior Member
since 2001-06-26
Posts 977Phoenix, Az |
Good Job Abigaile! It is so true, how we teach our young to love and then just walk away from something that may not be so pleasing to the eye...it's what's in the heart that counts, not the outward appearance! Love and you will always be loved! Hugs Cindi |
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The Lady of Shallot Senior Member
since 2001-10-03
Posts 818USA |
you explained it beautifully, hon, just beautifully! -befriend yourself and you will never be alone- |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Yes, Abigail. It's easy to let the words of love fly about on the wind, but real actions require up-close-and-personal, a much more difficult line of communication. A good, thoughtful poem.  |
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