Tired

Tired

A Poem by Tama
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We tend to take the little things for granted. Always spread love.

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"I'm tired," my mom told me.
"I can't do anything, we don't have money."
"At least clean the dishes, my bones ache."
"I'll do it later okay?"
She laid down and never woke up. I cried because of what I hadn't done.

© 2017 Tama


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Added on October 27, 2017
Last Updated on October 27, 2017
Tags: mom, love, family, sad, real, poetry

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Tama
Tama

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