To Belinda Puckett

I am one of those people that think everything happens for a reason. All through my life people have came in and out of my life and I have theirs also. I think God puts people in places to for a reason. For example when I was younger my family moved all the time, but to this day I still talk to some of them. I have not kept great contact with some of them and most the time they have not kept in touch with me. I know one person I feel that God has kept in my life simply because there have been many incidents that has occurred and we always are reacquainted with each other. Not even a hurricane was able to keep us from talking. So I wrote this poem years ago and I dedicate it to Belinda Puckett. Thank you for always being there to help in my hard times as I was a child. Thank you for also believing in me and encouraging me too.

I wrote this poem on 11-15-1997

Not By Luck
I wish I had a friend,
a friend that would love me.
Love me for what I am,
I am what they love me for.
I don't know why they care,
they care to take the time.
The time to get to know me and show me that they care.
They are my friends not by luck, but by God.
And I am glad that luck has not guided our friendship, but God guides it.