THE WORSE OF TIMES CAN BE THE BEST OF TIMES

When our bank accounts are full

With our wallets bulging

Then we have more friends than

We can wave a stick at

But when poverty comes

See how many friends remain

Just how many will share your

Poverty , as when they shared

Your bank account , help you empty

Your wallet

Exsepted your genarosaty , the food

You bourt them , gave them a helping

Hand

See how many friends are there , through

The paine and tears

Not many I fancey

'Tis not the good times , that proves

Who's a freind and who ain't

'Tis those bad times , when freinds

Prove them selfs!


Ken D Williams ( THE DYSLEXIC POET )

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Poetry by ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2008-03-22 at 16:44

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Shanmugam
This is the lesson everyone reads and understands but never pracises it. Yet it wortrh writing and you have done well. Thank you for your comments on my poem
2008-08-20


Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
but that is life - and you soon learn about those who matter and who don't, despite the odd false impression - been there, done that Ken - but I will always believe that the true friends are there even when the chips are down, - sometimes its us who build the walls because we feel ashamed, not the other way rounds

Elle x
2008-03-22