Thanks to here -
my second family.


Hard times of self-made srife

Streaking tears have dried
for there are
no more to be cried.

My dummy I have spat
and now I have to live
with the consequences of that.

For time still goes on
and we are
just beats in it's song.

We have to make the best of life
even through hard
times of self-made strife.

03/03/06



Poetry by liz munro The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2006-03-03 at 04:17

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Kat
I must agree, this is really wonderful and we're all glad to know that you are ready to move on no matter what you have to face.
2006-03-04


penfold18
your poem is the only comment for this Liz,it says it all.
2006-03-03


Rik The PoetBay support member heart!
A good write straight from the heart. The third stanza is just excellent, such a great image.
2006-03-03


Veld Cooper
Such a good reality check, Liz - thoroughly enjoyed this!
2006-03-03


GB
Well done L with this one .... they say it means something when it comes straight from the heart , from the start to a finish , the beginning to an end , but you know that there's always a friend , someone who's always there . Glen
2006-03-03