When I Think About Myself Comments

great poem i like it

I laughed so hard I nearly died, The tales they tell, sound just like lying, They grow the fruit, But eat the rind, They eat the rind. a fine poem. tony

Maya Angelou's self reflection is what makes her poems live in the minds of readers...these reflections are also done with extreme candor

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This is deep stuff. To be digested slowly, not gulped in a hurry!

My folks can make me split my side, I laughed so hard I nearly died, The tales they tell, sound just like lying, They grow the fruit, But eat the rind, I laugh until I start to crying, When I think about my folks. great writings great 10++++++++++++++++++++++

Too proud to bend Too poor to break, I laugh until my stomach ache, When I think about myself. a very fine poem. tony

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Too proud to bend Too poor to break, I laugh until my stomach ache, When I think about myself.- - -black and white... the pangs are still herd wide.. tony

I Love Your Poems So Much

I love your peoms so much i dont know what to do they remind me of me and i love that.

Once againn beautiful poetry

Yass

Beautiful poetry.

They grow the fruit, But eat the rind, I laugh until I start to crying, When I think about my folks. Your Folk no more grow the fruit and eat the rind. The land is theirs and the fruit they grow they eat and share others. Great poem