Francis Duggan


The Lessons They Taught Me


From my life I was happy for to see them go
The people I wish I never got to know
And though some of our mistakes we repeat again
The lessons they taught me with me will remain
Till the Reaper will come and claim the life from me
On some future date whenever that will be
Our dealings with some we may live to regret
But lessons learned from them we should never forget
People come to our lives for a reason 'tis said
And friendships lost to mistrust are forever dead
And some friendships forged remain till life's end
Your bond of friendship is strong with a trusted friend
But many friendships are not meant for to last
We live in the now and we learn from the past.

Submitted: Wednesday, December 17, 2008

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