People – Poem.
They come
They go
Some fill
Some empty
Some give
Some take
At times they’ll give a hand
At times they’ll give a leg
At other times you will give the hand
At other times you will give the leg
Through laughter or tears
They make us change
Some our style
Some our view
Some our character
Soon enough you find
That while you need them
They need you too
Strangers
Friends
Family
Enemies
It matters not
In all shapes and
hues they come
Angels, demons
Saints, sinners
Accepting them
Is easier than
Trying to understand them
Each will provide a lesson
And never expect perfection
Because soon you will realize
All people err
No fault of theirs
They are only people
~
Gabriella Opifini
Also published on Medium.