Jack Reed Poet Heroic Couplet

I Cry On What I Changed Into

I cry on what I changed into.



It’s hard to kill when you have raised it from the farm. 
But then again you will never let your family starve. 
The Preacher works for penny’s in a pan. 
While he hopes you get’s his message – 30 min on the podium  
To see new life come true. 
Will change that person inside of you. 
As a soldiers eye in view.
I cry on what I have changed into. 
That’s why here I sit. 
Writing poetry with my mind, being sick.

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Charlene Bird May 14, 2009 at 8:59 PM We have to go through the pain in life in order to grow, but, what you have turned into is a great poet.

Sandra Hudson May 14, 2009 at 5:55 PM No it doesn't stand for alcoholics anonomous if that's what you were asking. I don't drink, never have. Tried wine once and got sick as a could be, ended up hugging the porcelin jerry all night.-AA

Sandra Hudson May 14, 2009 at 5:41 PM Yes Jack, AA stands for- Always Alexandra my pen name. Sandra Hudson is my Christian name. Thanks for asking

Nathan Leccese May 14, 2009 at 5:40 PM Very well put. I know a lot of us feel that way. We dream of what we will become as children and then when we are grown, we turn out nothing like we dreamed.

John Loving Iii May 14, 2009 at 5:38 PM jack,i know that with every tear fallen is a little bit of healing. but we just cant get the last one to fall. but when we get to heaven, He said that He would wipe the tears form our eyes. and we will understand it better by and by. john