You don't know my mommy!A Poem by Margaret Marie HubbardDealing with physical and mental illness can damage children by some standards. By other's, these kids grown up to be the most compassionate loving people !
You don't know my mommy,
how could you? Does she sacrifice for you like she does for all the rest? Do you hear the criticism of how's she second best. You don't know my mommy, how could you? All you've seen is the goodbye kisses but you don't know what they mean. You seen me chase the flashing lights waving just one last time. Not because I think she's lost, but I know she just needs time. Her heart's too big is what I think she stands and stares into the brink. Waiting for a ship or dream a lost sailing stick upon the stream. You don't know my mommy, how could you? You've never known her so forgiving stabbed and drugged for sake of living. You'll see my tears you'll see my face but you'll never even know a trace. You don't know my mommy! How could you? © 2012 Margaret Marie Hubbard |
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Added on January 28, 2012 Last Updated on January 28, 2012 AuthorMargaret Marie HubbardTXAboutI have harbored many secrets within my life and have always taken to writing as a form of expression. I only recently began to open myself up to criticism by sharing the plots and journeys of the char.. more..Writing
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