The Contrary Poem by Vera Sidhwa
The Contrary
Contrary
I was saying things,
Contrary to my mother.
I said things,
Contrary to my father.
I yelled out contrary words,
To my small friend.
I yelled out contrary words,
To my tall friend.
But I always agreed with my sweet dog.
Thursday, June 11, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: concious
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4/24/2024 6:52:44 PM # 1.0.0.1119
LOL, I love the last line. I've always gotten along much better with most dogs than most people.