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Poor Seymour!
by Joan SerratelliSeymour would not like this
not one little bit
he'd scream, he'd yell
he'd shake his head in disbelief
in fact, he'd throw a fit
And after that, he stop talking
he wouldn't say a word
to any of us
until his mad was done
No, Seymour wouldn't like this
he was used to getting his way
and this situation
is one that
he just wouldn't have a say
But, in the end
he'd forgive us
he really always did
because Seymour always loved us
and would never go away 09/16/2006 Author's Note: I've been thinking about my Dad alot lately. There's a family ":situation" going on now that I wish he was around to see.
Posted on 09/16/2006
Copyright © 2024 Joan Serratelli
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Dave Fitzgerald on 09/16/06 at 12:52 PM Nicely done, I often wonder "what would Dad think about this?" It helps, it's like advice. Well done Joan. |
| Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 09/16/06 at 10:46 PM Hi Joan. So clearly stated. Like a tribute by way of sorrow. Well done. Thanks. |
| Posted by Ashok Sharda on 09/17/06 at 03:30 AM Yes, I can see love subduing the anger, permeating every thing, eventually. |
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