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My brother and I seldom fought, maybe because we always felt we only had each other. Or maybe because he let me win most of the time.
I like the poem. It's a 'Do I dare? Yes...or maybe not.' poem.
posted by
adnohr
on December 16, 2012 at 4:57 AM
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So important it is to be able to forgive...It'll make for an interesting day after school.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on December 15, 2012 at 11:25 AM
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Re: CCT
it must be the new pill I took today Bill sorry
posted by
C_C_T
on December 15, 2012 at 7:18 AM
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Anniicita I used to fight with a younger brother and I remember thinking I expect I could fight with a tiger ,I was so used to being scratched.
posted by
C_C_T
on December 15, 2012 at 7:17 AM
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You can do it Jay, I have been experimenting lately and it is OK.
posted by
C_C_T
on December 15, 2012 at 7:14 AM
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young ones can be so cruel to their siblings....then they grow up to be the best of friends
posted by
Annicita
on December 15, 2012 at 4:45 AM
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CCT
YNow that’s going with your head sir. BC-A, Bill’s R®st
posted by
BC-A
on December 15, 2012 at 1:57 AM
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I need to learn how to do this forgiveness thing, but family can cut so deep that I fear I may bleed out first.
posted by
UtahJay
on December 15, 2012 at 1:46 AM
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Re: ChiffChaff
Bit afraid of those strange creatures Wiley. Take it easy.
posted by
C_C_T
on December 15, 2012 at 1:17 AM
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Re: One of my Uncles was odd. His wife was Mother's sister. He would wrap up
Sounds a real charmer Kabu. We all have them. Take care.
posted by
C_C_T
on December 15, 2012 at 1:15 AM
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Re: Well, they say misery loves company...
Guess so Pat, one thing one can laugh about it now.
posted by
C_C_T
on December 15, 2012 at 1:14 AM
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Well, they say misery loves company...
I guess that's why people do hurtful things sometimes - especially siblings.
posted by
Pat_B
on December 14, 2012 at 5:39 PM
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One of my Uncles was odd. His wife was Mother's sister. He would wrap up
his dirty sox or toe nail clippings for her Christmas gift.
posted by
Kabu
on December 14, 2012 at 3:23 PM
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ChiffChaff
I'm smiling and forgiving lots of stuff and I enjoyed your poetry, sad you didn't meet her after school Bro.
posted by
WileyJohn
on December 14, 2012 at 3:04 PM
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