<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=436881" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I Don't Believe 'You' Wrote This!</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am told I have a way with words.<br>I am encouraged when I hear that said.<br>I remember listening to my father talk.<br>And when he would sing...<br>He would bring a different meaning, <br>To each word I heard.<br>And what his singing to them he would bring.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My mother would play the piano.<br>Thunderous and loud! <br>And when I walked through the projects...<br>I would sing to the trees, <br>I once walked into one...<br>Humming to the clouds.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I would make up melodies and tunes with words.<br>Mocking my dad and my mother's love, <br>For gospel verse she would rehearse.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I didn't think anything really about words I wrote.<br>Until my sister read a poem of mine.<br>And I wanted to choke her by the throat! <br>YES! <br>She was the first to read something I wrote out loud.<br>I was embarrassed by that.<br>Her nosy grown up butt...<br>Reading my 'stuff' behind my back! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And then she said to me, <br>'I don't believe 'you' wrote this! '<br>I must have been 13 years old...<br>When I started to make my writing public.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am told I have a way with words.<br>I am encouraged when I hear that said.<br>I remember listening to my father talk.<br>And when he would sing...<br>He would bring a different meaning, <br>To each word I heard.<br>And what his singing to them he would bring.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Each 'thing' I write now...<br>Is added to a mixed bag offering! <br>And reflecting how I'm feeling at the time.<br>I am grateful for this blessing.<br>It offers a comfort and a peace of mind! <br>And when someone says they enjoy what I do...<br>I must be honest with 'you', the reader! <br>I-do-too!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lawrence+S.+Pertillar">Lawrence S. Pertillar</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=436881" data-title="I Don't Believe 'You' Wrote This! de Lawrence S. Pertillar" data-description="I am told I have a way with words. I am encouraged when I hear that said. I remember listening to my father talk. And when he would sing... He would bring a different meaning, To each word I heard. And what his singing to them he would bring. My..."></div> </div> </div>

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