Life seems to pose
A continual
Challenge
To accept the flaws
Of family and friends
Things you cannot change
Things you’ll never like
Things that just don’t make much
Sense
And the question is how
Do you accommodate
Their presence
—or absence—
In a life you must claim
As your own.
(Previously published in The Poet's Porch, March 2002)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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