Frieda Risvold

He Was Who He Was - Poem by Frieda Risvold

His German name was Wilhelm
that's William over here.
His father, mother, sister
all called him Willi dear.
He left home.
Then left again,
until they called him dead.
In another life
he took a second wife
and she would call him Fred.
But that got stale
so he took a hike
to the far side of the hill,
where he wandered around
till he finally found
a gal who would call him Bill.

Topic(s) of this poem: family

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  • Gold Star - 10,009 Points Khairul Ahsan (7/23/2014 12:32:00 AM)

    A nice poem with a nice title. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, July 22, 2014

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