We walk out the door
All set to go
But we are stopped
By a family of Turkey’s
Just grazing about
As if they belong here
There should be no doubt
They’ve taken the wrong turn
But it’s obvious they’re not done here
As they head to the back yard
They seem to mean business
There’s no messing around
They now walk with their heads up
Just poking about
Only a plain overhead makes them scurry on out
We all yell
Bye old friends
Til we meet again
I'm a wife, a mother, a writer, and a friend. I enjoy sharing feelings, experiences and my poetry. There are many things that I am good at, but I'm sure there are just as many things that I am bad at. I try hard not to judge for we know no one is perfect. I can however say that although I have a great deal of patience, sometimes the patience tank runs dry. If you value me, I will always value you.
Here I will share some of my poetry, my opinions along with some of my stories. I hope you enjoy(ed) your visit to poetsareangels.com. If you read and liked what you saw, please hit the LIKE button. Always feel free to leave friendly comments. Please no vulgarity as my teenagers frequent this site. "Happiness is the pathway to a memorable existence." Felina
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