You and I are just strangers in this life,
So completely different,we see things in a different light.
People,places and things,everything we see,
Our aspirations are as different as can be.
Our faith can be non-existant or be very strong,
Some are confused as to what is right and what is wrong.
We love in a different way,
Some love all people,some love someone else everyday.
Our morals come from how we were taught,
Some find out on their own about being morally correct or not.
I learned from God up above about the strangers that I see,
I know now that in His eyes,we are not strangers at all,but are part of God's big family.
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Melissa tucker (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this poem a while back when I met my best friend Lauren.I felt so alone and then she came along
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I like this piece. It is very true. We know what it takes to become Christians, and some really are. Yet this Country has so much division. I believe in generational curses, I think division was brought to this country when it was first founded. Yet I digress.
Keep writing.
Persistence is key
I loved this write. Well said.
Good morning all.Thank you so much for your kind words.it means alot to me
THANKS FP for an elegant POEM with a very true message ~ People are all different but we can all be friends. My circle of Friends and is drawn from many Cultures ~ Colours ~ Class ~ Creed & Gender ! I love them all the same ~ except of course for my Fiance Angela who is more than SPECIAL ! Thanks for sharing and thanks for adding a Stanza to my Flowers Fusion ~ Yours BRIAN (UK) Always remember a FRIEND is just a STRANGER ~ You have yet to meet !
Thank you Brian sides,your support means alot.there many in my life,most actually,who think my work is just a waste of time.but it means the world to me.it seems to keep me grounded.thank you again .FRIEND.
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