Treasure Island

Sav Wilde

(Coffs Harbour, NSW)

Family


A family is the best thing you can have in life,
their always there for you for better or for worse.
A family is always there to get you out of strife,
Even if it is something to do with the coppers!

My Family is different,
I have a broken up family.
People here,
People there,
Family everywhere!

Live with one parent,
Break the others heart.
Two sisters, two brothers,
All jealous of one another.

I would just like to have a normal life,
Not one that has heartbreak everyweek.

This poem is dedicated to anyone with a broken family.
Trust me I know how you feel.

Submitted: Wednesday, May 20, 2009

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  • Yoonoos Peerbocus (5/20/2009 3:52:00 AM)

    heart soothing piece/awareness raising too//////family the basis of human org. leading to greater love for others (Report) Reply

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