This is my first attempt at writing a palindrome poem. Please forgive me my mistakes.

You are always there when I need you most.

I prefer it when you are straight up with me.

I was disarmed.

We have been sold down the river.

Pondering stuff.. you know how it is.

People go on the impression you give them.

Some things are unforgivable.

Modern families have evolved in American society that at one time was largely heterosexual with the man being the head of the home. They presently consist of the straight, gay, interfaith, interracial, married, and cohabitants, sharing the responsibilities in their homes.

Was walking down the hall way feeling empty earlier in the month and it felt like there was no one around. No sounds, no sight, no feel. Like I was surrounded by nothing. So I thought this would become a nice little poem.

I hope that whatever makes you, whoever you are out there, feel this way. Rather its love like it was for me, or issues at home, with friends, or with anything, that there are others out here with the same feelings and thoughts. Connect and enjoy the others presence.