SHAME

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    SHAME

    i'M SITTING AT YOUR TABLE
    STARING AT WALLS OF MEMORIES.
    nOTICING CLEAN PLACES
    WHERE MUDDY HANDPRINTS USE TO BE.
    i SMILE AS i REMINISCE
    OF ALL THE YEARS GONE BY.
    fOR ALL THE TIMES WE LAUGHED
    AND ALL THE TIMES WE CRIED.
    bUT NEVER THEN COULD i HAVE KNOWN
    THE THINGS THAT i KNOW NOW,
    AND SEEING THAT YOU MADE IT THROUGH,
    i CAN ONLY WONDER HOW.
    NOW THAT i'M A MOTHER,
    i OFTEN WATCH MY SON.
    i NOTICE THAT HE DOES SOME THINGS
    THAT i, MYSELF, HAD DONE.
    sO i LAUGH ALOUD AS A TEAR ROLLS DOWN
    BECUASE i'M SURE YOU FELT THE SAME.
     i KNOW HOW MUCH i HURT YOU
    AND i FEEL SO ASHAMED.

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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

    ria1298’s Poems (28)

    Title Comments
    Title Comments
    The Truth 3
    Reminiscing 1
    ENTOMBED 0
    In My Head 0
    Another Mans Hell 1
    Which Way 1
    FALL 0
    Love Un-said 2
    Lost In A Dream 0
    NOWHERE 0
    Boxed In 0
    DESPAIR 0
    Our Story 0
    Awakening 3
    Once In My Life 2
    Memories 2
    Missing You 0
    SHAME 0
    A Precious Wish 0
    DAD 0
    It Was Just A Dream 0
    Happy Birthday 1
    BABIES 0
    Thoughts 1
    Mirage 0
    Faith In You 0
    My Everything 2
    LOST 1