Oh, boy where do I look first?
Each journal is special to me
when writing has slaked my
thirst.
AOL threw us for a loop, never
gave warning or even a blurp.
Thirty days notice and then
get out, leave and take the
crap with you, not even a
by your leave.
A new home is offered with
welcoming arms...new neighbors
wave "hi", old friends are found.
Five years of our lives - right down
the tubes.
Turn around in this world and boy
do you loose.
Of course, we will manage, we will
survive...
This community called Jland will
most likely thrive.
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2 comments:
we will survive in our new home.. i myself don't like change.. but this seems like a good place to start.. I look forward to reading more of your poems... great job..
Kelly~
We are surviving, but it's not easy.
DB - Vagabond Journeys
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