"The good times are worth all the bad times." Indefinitely. Beautiful poem.

Nobody realizes how fragile freedom is, and I am glad that you made a poem about it to poen up people's eyes on the subject. I can't wait for the next poem you make, and I hope that you solve the problem with the spacing!

I cryed when I read that! At least the child wasn't one of those people that ignored their parents. I love how the parent waits for her by the phone at the end! And I loved how the daughter said mommy to adress her, since that was also her first word.

That's so sweet! I like the moral (is that how you spell it?) of the poem, strikes a cord with you!

Why can't people be kinder? I just want to kill a pack of bullies now! I can't wait to see what your next chapter will be about!

I love this story! It's sad how she was in a car crash, but I am happy that she got better. I love how you compared the good things and the bad things.