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Jun 7
I gave my all every time, gave my heart, gave my mind                                                             ­                                                       one hundred and ten percent, like a weathered reed I have bent                                                             ­                                                    wrung my hands in despair, because I loved, because I cared                                                            ­                                                             I have wept tears and I have tried, to make a change, to be a guide                                                            ­                                                             It's my curse to love and mend, my family and my friends                                                          ­                                                           To offer hope and humanity, to offer help to those in need                                                             ­                                                          It's the way we all should be, not to follow but to lead, but perhaps it's just the Aquarian in me
Written by
Sherri Woodman  63/F/pa
(63/F/pa)   
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     Ben Noah Suri, badwords and Kalliope
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