Whatever They Touch Poem by Audrey Heller

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Audrey Heller

Audrey Heller

Bronx, New York/ Now residing in Florida

Whatever They Touch



Some people, don't have to do very
much, for whatever they touch, seems
to turn into gold! While others, try
very hard to make the grade, but it
never happens, so I'm told! You can't
help wonder, why this happens, or what
makes them luckier than you? You feel
you have a lot going for yourself, so
why weren't you, one of the chosen few?
It makes you wonder, if everything in
life, is a matter of fate? Does one,
have to be born under a lucky star, or
is it a question that one, just has to
rate? Actually, who deems it so? Or
when you come down to facts, is it not
who you are, but who you know? This has
been a preplexing question, for over a
vast period of time, where we'd like to
find a clue. But no matter how much you
delve into it, you'll never find an
answer and there's not, a whole lot,
you can do!

Thursday, July 19, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: facts
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Audrey Heller

Audrey Heller

Bronx, New York/ Now residing in Florida
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