• Family



    When I was born it was not alone
    We shared a place in the womb
    She was second only in birth
    She gave me a race all through life
    I miss her now more than she knows
    I rarely let my feelings show
    She is so special, kind and nice
    She doesn't deserve to sacrifice
    I wish her well and hope that she knows
    A place in my heart she always holds.

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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