John Hazon Palen
True Family - Poem by John Hazon Palen
My soul at first ain't convinced.
Thoughts can't be explained.
Till you agreed to let me in,
How glad I have been.
In this square, white room sometimes,
Things turn out not easy.
But you'd managed to be kind,
Got me all ready.
You're true family to me,
Never thought I'd feel..
I'm what I wanted to be,
Thru your wanton help.
In quite thundering sense here,
Life could still be fair.
I'll give you back love someday;
I'll smile leaving away.
Poet's Notes about The Poem
My uncle, and his family, do deserve my 'thank you' after letting me in their house for my first year of study in college in order to help my parents for all my expenses. I'm now wearing smile on my face as I have successfully finished my first year, in modesty aside, with awards.
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