Family's a precious thing,
You can waste it,
but you can't trade it.
A father leaves his family,
wasting,
trading.
Divorce
such pain it causes,
a parent trading his family for a new,
younger wife,
younger kids.
Time keeps going,
going,
as you want it to stay still.
Don't let the pain stop you in your trakes,
Time keeps going,
going.
Make the best of what you now have,
a bigger family?,
another person to care for you?
How do you look at it?
How do you change?
How's my 1st write? = )
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Welcome to AllPoetry
presious should be spelled precious, unless of course you spelled it as you did for effect sake
I think you make some very strong points about family in your poem. I liked it a lot. Keep writing and once more, welcome to AllPoetry
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Very good. I wouldn't even think it would be your first write. Yes family is a precious thing. And it kills you when divorce comes in. It just rips the family apart. I love it. Keep writing.
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WOW
This is really really good! I loved it! Hurry up and write more!
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