~Here I sit~
I’m sitting in a room
Full of people,
Most of whom I hardly know.
I’m listening to them tell me stories
About their families,
Family life I’ve never known.
They’ve traveled roads
Very different from my own,
We met along some crossroads
And started to talk.
We found the differences interesting
So we started to walk,
We saw how lots between us
Was so different,
With paths few the same;
However, we got along alright
So friends are what we became.
So now, Here I sit,
In a room full of people
Most of whom I hardly know,
I’m listening to them tell me
stories about Family life,
I’ve Never Known!
About the Creator
Jennifer Cooley
I've been writing as long as I could hold a crayon! Remember writing my first story like it was yesterday at 5. I remember the details of the day, location, time, excitement & where the story was preserved for all time! Lots Born From That!


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