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Post by Poet Lady Rose on Mar 10, 2006 0:06:41 GMT -5
When I was younger, I didn't understand I didn't know where we would land.
We'd take it one day at a time it drained us to our last dime.
I blamed it for the family fights the ring, the gimmicks, the stupid tights.
I truely hated it, with a passion It always left us strapped and gasping
Not knowing what tomorrow, would hold But all that seemed to matter was, the number of seats sold.
Now it's different, I understand. I love my dad, because he's a man.
He stands up and trys and that's all that matters fail or succeed, just climb up that ladder.
It's his passion, I've learned to accept Even though sometimes it puts him in debt.
It's something he loves and that's fine with me It's taken us a while, but we now see.
We all take our part, in helping this grow And we hope to put on, one hell of a show.
We've had hard times, but we've had some good We work together, like a family should.
I hope that this poem, will help you see You're all a part of this family.
Without the fans and wrestlers, we wouldn't have a show Those are just a few things, I wanted you to know.
As I close this, I have one more thing to say I love you all and in my heart you'll stay.
By:Lisa Green
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Post by Poet Lady Rose on Apr 8, 2006 9:54:27 GMT -5
I really like this poem. I like the style in which you write your lines and I love the rhyme. Thanks for sharing it. You can make a new thread in the Orignal poems if you would like to since you are posting your own poems.
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