a boy who called her mammy…A Poem by HuwShe often threatened to kill herself throw herself off the Forge bridge or more often than not just run away. What pleasure would a grown woman get by frightening a small boy. She relished exasperating the boy and denying him small favours. Her vocabulary consisted of no where he was concerned he did notice that his three siblings seemed to have whatever they wanted but at the same time, he dismissed the observations as cruel imaginations who would be so cruel he questioned who could be so hateful to a small boy to a boy who called her mammy… © 2019 Huw
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Added on January 3, 2019 Last Updated on January 3, 2019 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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