My mother and step-father were doing work as usual, when he quit for a moment my step-father explained that a lot of people think I'm a god and that's why I'm not doing much work. Then my mother came inside and asked me if I'm God in a gentle, silent kind of way.
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...