Importance Of Being

There was once a time

when he came through the door

and thrilled me

with his presence.

 Now I dread those days

because all I see

is my schedule disrupted.

So we must find a way

to get back on track

even if it means

him giving up

traveling

or me giving up

staying behind

Because only we can decide

what’s more important —

the Money or Us

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About sandrabranum

I'm a philosopher, dreamer, poet, writer -- not necessarily in that order -- and I get to write it all down and share it with the world thanks to the Wonderful World Wide Web!
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3 Responses to Importance Of Being

  1. sandrabranum says:

    My computer is haunted today, or my eyes are playing tricks because as much as I like my work I do not mean to flaunt it. Onward… 🙂 🙂

  2. Bongo says:

    This poem give great images of a relationship needing some work.

    • sandrabranum says:

      Thanks Bongo. It’s easy to get caught up in making money and forget what’s really important, i.e. family, etc. I have heard so many stories about children raising themselves because Mom and Dad had to both work to pay for their fancy house.

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