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    • Michelletard
    • Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer

    Mom

    When little as I was
    I wondered when you'd come home
    When together would we be?
    You were never there when I got home
    And when you were you left so soon
    I missed you much and wanted you home
    Now you're here all the time
    I had always wished
    But soon that dream turned into a nightmare
    You made me work
    Almost all the time
    And shout you do too
    But before you never did
    And now you leave us for your family
    though I thought I was part of
    But as it seems care for me-
    You do not
    So now you're there lingering in my heart
    Slowly walking out
    Well just leave already
    So the heart ache is quick and painless

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    sk8ergirl commented on Mom

    01-21-2010

    great poem (Us) haha i like it great feelings.........britt

    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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