Poem 13:  A Tribute to Walt Whitman  “Friends?”

Children, of varying sizes, equal, to a degree

Sons and daughters

Healthy, except one

unsure of vegetables

afraid of Dad, voice too loud

 

Friends come and go

Enjoying free food and horse rides

The house is large

they like people knowing

they are rich

 

Generally agreeing, that the Law

Is worth abiding to

Because trouble

simply means trouble

the word is prominence

 

The earth is proud of them

They like trees and animals

Glowing concepts of freedom and love

(taking into account their neighbour)

eyes always out for dogs chasing cars

 

There is a union

Of belief and obligation

Good vs bad never difficult

expanding self-defense

to the maintenance of dignity

 

Dad isn’t home much, works hard

Mother towers over them all

Using Father’s name

dedicated to everything

and always, let her kids win

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