Linda Winchell (still working on it! / Chicago Illinois)

I’m stranded on an island
Was cast out by my family
To drift upon an open sea.
Landed ashore to live alone
Only have me to talk to me.

I wasn’t one to play along
With the game, they wished to play.
So they took their anger out on me
And set adrift to float far away.

Most families have seemed to done the same
To their parents or family others.
Fighting and angered with sisters or ones brothers.

I guess I’m domed to live this way
On my island all alone.
I’ll have a lot of time however now
To reminisce of my once family and my home.