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A Bag of Pain
What we want is never what we get
And what we have we tend to forget
God only gives what He knows we need
Like strength and will power for us to succeed
Life, like a road we walk along each day
Meeting new faces as we go about our way
But mine was blessed from the very start
With someone special, an understanding heart
A mother, an aunt, a mentor and a friend
In whose presence I have no need to pretend
No pressure, no judgment; sometimes a doubt
But somehow it seems to always work out
From my mind there are moments you would go away
But in my heart you are and will always stay
And when you don’t hear me say ‘I love you’
It doesn’t mean I don’t for I’ll always do
There are no words that could ever explain
How much you mean to this ‘bag of pain’
So just for today I have two words to say
To the best aunt ever….HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
hey...this poem is pretty cool..it's better than some other stuff that i've read from other random people...i can't believe it's about your aunt..lol...keep up the good work.
Great peom just love it. Keep up good work.
Kathy