Kelly Attrill
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Poem "Who says mottos are always true?":
- written August 2009
- published September 1, 2009
- viewed 21 times
Other poems by Kelly Attrill:
»A prayer for me...«
»A Woman of Strength«
»Bafana I wana«
»Butterflies«
»Culture Crossroads«
»Cupid's weird way«
»Devil's Monopoly«
»Fallen too far«
»From the land of Milk and Honey«
»I don't know!«
»Insomnia of Society«
»Life«
»M.I.A.«
»Nomad«
»Poison«
»Where have all the angels gone?«
Visit Kelly Attrill's profile page
Poem "Who says mottos are always true?":
- written August 2009
- published September 1, 2009
- viewed 21 times
Other poems by Kelly Attrill:
»A prayer for me...«»A Woman of Strength«»Bafana I wana«»Butterflies«»Culture Crossroads«»Cupid's weird way«»Devil's Monopoly«»Fallen too far«»From the land of Milk and Honey«»I don't know!«»Insomnia of Society«»Life«»M.I.A.«»Nomad«»Poison«»Where have all the angels gone?«»Who says mottos are always true?«
"When times are tough, then friends are few"
Yet when things are rough one always turns to their crew...
It is that feeling of hope they give you when you need to talk,
Or that much needed destresser
That long, funfilled walk.
Along the beach, together you stroll...
laughing & joking I slowly climb out my hole.
The one I dug, when I was down & out,
wishing to be alone not out & about!
No company, no work, no love & no tea.
No parent, no granny, no boyfriend
"Just let me be!"
Now that I am over my uncalled for sadness...
my friend did help me get over this madness.
The situation now looks senseless and small.
I laugh at it quietly, thinking what was all this for?
Yet when things are rough one always turns to their crew...
It is that feeling of hope they give you when you need to talk,
Or that much needed destresser
That long, funfilled walk.
Along the beach, together you stroll...
laughing & joking I slowly climb out my hole.
The one I dug, when I was down & out,
wishing to be alone not out & about!
No company, no work, no love & no tea.
No parent, no granny, no boyfriend
"Just let me be!"
Now that I am over my uncalled for sadness...
my friend did help me get over this madness.
The situation now looks senseless and small.
I laugh at it quietly, thinking what was all this for?
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