Author: Barbara Goodhew


I do things different,
I walk different,
I talk different.

I'm glad I'm different.
No one remembers the usual.
I'm remembered because I'm different,
And it's nice when you are remembered.


Comments on this poem/writing:

Laraine Smith ( -- Thursday, September 24 2009, 06:24 pm


I agree.
barb ( -- Thursday, September 24 2009, 07:03 pm

thanks Laraine

you are my loyal commenter , always can count on you for a comment,Thank-you for your comments I love getting comments it means I am being read.:))))
Colin ( -- Wednesday, September 30 2009, 04:57 pm

I love your writing......

I love your writing Barb and I always have!
You always make my day with your comments on my writing amd that means alot to me to have your support and your critique! I respect your opinion and your writing is always unique and refreshing!
barb ( -- Wednesday, September 30 2009, 10:59 pm

thanks for reading

Another loyal commenter.Thanks Colin for liking my writing.
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