my tribe

some people retain their natural goodness from their babyhood days, doing the right thing these are the thinkers who wait their turn do not jump in and correct people or overpower other’s thoughts by interrupting, cajoling, teasing, or being devil’s advocate I like these people. they are included in my tribe I know ten of them; they are my posse they are wholesome and kind often do not get along with each other but they all like me that is what I have to go on and count on