My daily reminder

by Dagmar Wilson   Aug 10, 2016


Family as well as friends
you can't always count on them,
switching from sweet loving to ice cold.

Like falling leaves
some fly away,
others are like brittle branches
when you step on it they break,
there is this one strong root
holding you in place.
That's all you need.

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  • 4 months ago

    by mossgirl19

    So true!

    'switching from sweet loving to ice cold.'

    You are right in every word!

  • 8 months ago

    by PETER EDWARDS

    I liked this poem Dagmar. Sums up relatives exactly! A good write.

  • 1 year ago

    by stormingdance (Jessica)

    Love can be fickle, especially among family. Good thing we get to choose our friends.

  • 1 year ago

    by Brenda

    I just love this! Such true words! I had a friend that was the total opposite of me, we would always say that she gave me a look over the edge and I kept her from falling over. Well done Dagmar-hugs! Brenda

  • 1 year ago

    by - Mr. Darcy

    Hello Dagmar,

    I love this sweet, sentimental write. The metaphor of a tree's leaves, branches and roots is super, but the way you have constructed their use to describe the different levels of friends, from mere acquaintances (leaves) fair weather friends/ work colleagues (branches) to long term, proven and trusted friends who are often closer than family (roots)

    Excellent poem *claps*

    Take care,

    Michael

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