Whomever I know, I know for a reason.
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The reasons are different, and some are less pleasing.
IÕve met nuts on the train and people at work.
The nut is my friend and co-workerÕs a jerk.
I try to tell what folks might be like,
I can only guess if my choice will be right.
There are people you meet by no will of your own.
Friends introduce you when theirs come to town.
Other folks tease you with attributes galore,
Come to find out, their friendship's a bore
Still others appear who give you no choice.
TheyÕre there by your side at the sound of your voice.
Such friends are my family, and its always growing,
And IÕm finding my happiness, in large part I am owing
To those of my friends I had least in the choosing.
I was birthed by some and still others are blooming.
My family grows 'round me like stalks of grass,
Each supporting the other as the mower comes past.
We may all loose a little off the top of our heads,
But its better than one of us; alone weÕd be dead.
We protect the young ones as the blades pass over.
DonÕt worry for elders; they shrink when theyÕre older.
I can truthfully say that my family is gifted,
Each new one they pick, is a new burden lifted.
As our family continues to grow and burgeon,
Across cities and towns, by engineers and surgeons,
I'm contented to look into their smiling miens.
And happy to have them, in our family, and genes.