...they didn’t want to know her.A Poem by HuwShe thought that by earning money and giving the children things that they and she would be contented as time passed there was no contentment She thought that by working she would be thanked by the children that her sacrifice would be rewarded that the struggle would be worth it She thought that leaving her children day after day was the right thing to do she’d learnt the mantra and repeated it often I’m doing this for you I’m doing this for you She didn’t truly believe the mantra and neither did they but it sounded good it impressed her and those she knew those that had been caught in the same trap. The rewards was continual tiredness the necessity of spending and having fun the pretence was exhausting but she laughed it off on social media with cartoons and nonsense Then the day came and the dreadful realisation she didn’t know her children and they didn’t want to know her.
© 2016 Huw
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1 Review Added on September 3, 2016 Last Updated on September 3, 2016 AuthorHuwAmmanford, Wales, United KingdomAboutI've been commenting on someone's drawings for a couple of months and she asked if I was a published poet. It made me laugh because I'd left school at 13 years old and never completed formal education.. more..Writing
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