Rags to Riches and BackA Poem by Gomer LePoetmy philosophyRags to Riches and Back
I was born, on a hot summers July day lived in the midwest, summers were always hot came here with nothing in my pockets but a pair of frightened parents is what I got
I don't remember, but I suppose my first feeling or thought or sound was not a laugh so I 'm going to guess, those thoughts can be just like being in the desert, with a constant thirst
fear is always a part of our lives, even though we put on happy faces, and we hope to grow not just physically but inside, maybe even more somewhere hiding, then comes the knock on the door
but most of us make it, some even to the top true loves true friends and some that got away and then we buy a lot of the things, hard to stop things that shine, catch our eye, then we gotta pay
that's the crapper huh, the show is only what you make sure you're going to screw up, make a silly a*s mistake but hopefully, you have saved enough of that love to tell the ones that count and the force above
if you can do that, it doesn't really make it rags you can pull some out, at the time it's badly needed guess the title then should be something new not rags to riches and back , I hope this is true
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5 Reviews Added on April 9, 2011 Last Updated on April 10, 2011 AuthorGomer LePoetTampa, FLAboutI am a former IT Manager/Consultant working for many Fortune 500 companies, mainly in the Banking, Telecommunications industry. I am also a part time musician, playing guitars and keyboards and writ.. more.. |

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