"family"
I have a brother, I have a sister, I have a father, a mother, I hardly have a family. I know you?re my friend And that standing stranger And that beggar over there They know me very well. I have a house with the roofs Yet I live here with you My house has too many walls With you, the streets our world. I have cousins so many Can trace my family tree Yet no one?s there to call Nobody knows me at all. I maybe destitute than poor I am a pauper in spirit Amongst the things I owned It?s with you I found my home. June 05, 2001 About the Author: William B. Ramos is a 20-year-old [Liar, liar!!! ] Filipino living in Bulacan Phillipines. His many works are reflections of his diverse dreams and ambitions in life, the highest of which is to be the world renowned ?telephone operator?. He is a people person and his disability has not stopped his to experience life thru the eyes of able-bodied people by being their friend & listening to their stories. He loves novels & biographies & short stories but in as many that he wrote, he has never written one. Talk about ironic? Source: www.isnare.com |