Funny, Isn'T It? Poem by Esther Leclerc

YES! YES! YES! If there were ever words that could open darkened doors then these could well be among them, Awesome work of lifting brilliance Love duncan X

The feelings expressed here are so geniune, so heartfelt, and so wise. Wonderful poem, Esther. The sun is shining on your gift already. Love, sandra

Awesome poem, Esther! A wonderfully empathetic write... warm hearted and an inspiring message to end with! Well done! ! Brian

Hey, great write Esther. Sock it to them Gal. One must never give in, ride above the trauma. Love Ernestine XXX

And Little Spirit is most fortunate to have a friend like Essemee, from whom to draw her strength as well. Lucky lady! Scarlett

So often true; but with a sense of hope nonetheless.

So, he called you a liar, he says it's true, no matter what you say or what you do. 'Tis soul-killing to suffer so, to be thought as less than the truth you know... Well, time goes on and another day comes; feel here words are like bees of honey....I wish to have a fun... sweets are love

It's great poem, it's so easy to smile and after while feel soroow and then turn to smile again and how much we need some touches and some lies sometimes too to feel the way we do, I really enjoyed your poem, great write Best wishes Anna

It must be awful to tell the truth, and be called a liar! ! (Even worse than lying, and people believing you.) I don't know the person who is the subject of this fine dedication/tribute...but I do know that it's Esther's truth... Fine work :) Jack.

I'm with Alison on this one. Truly delightful...