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Seveer Annod Poem
The Truth Is Stranger Than Fiction
If you passed a lonesome person...
That was in a small boat all alone…
And gazed down only to notice…
There was one small growing hole…
Would your reaction be that of many?
Would your reaction be that of one?
Would your reaction move you to love and fine work...
That the bible does call “love”?
A friend need not be seen…
A friend need not be heard…
A friend is as close…
Or as far…
As her nearest strength and self-worth.
I am the one in whom I can trust…
I am the one in whom I confide…
I am the one who will always give strength and support…
To me, myself and I.
I shall sharpen my senses accordingly…
Be aware of all that is around…
I will know exactly who I am at all times…
Yes!! I will make my own self proud.
I shan't share any abilities…
I’ll hold on to my element of surprise…
If only to reap my benefit…
Of seeing shock in my opposers unloving eyes.
by Shirley "Shu-Shu" Sutton
