• 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 comes nearer to vital truth than history.

    Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

    Jullianna’s Poems (6)

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