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On Being An Only Child

An only child, like I was, is still looked upon askance? As if I could force my Mom and Dad to make more babies, perchance? Those poets here, who know me quite well, Can figure out my honesty, and of course, that, I did tell! I wanted a brother or sister, oh, please? It's not fun to have no one to play with or please! " You will have more things in life," they replied. But I kept after them, as I am not one to be denied. Alas, God decided to send me not one sibling! It taught me to get through life, with no help or quibbling. I had and still have friends,who are like sisters and brothers to me. Part of the music of this great earth. In my heart's whisper,you will forever be! 3/11/2021 ~3~

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Tom Cunningham

Date: 3/12/2021 1:09:00 AM

Your circle of friends more than made up for it Tom

Panagiota Romios
Date: 3/12/2021 9:09:00 AM

Hi Tom. I can tell you were not an only child. I have a few, true friends. I have seen in fighting in families between sisters and brothers. That's so sad. An only child has the care of elderly parents on their shoulders. In a family, that can be shared. It's a huge responsibity...but God helps us. Panagiota.