Don't Tell MeA Poem by A.LeeYou think you can solve my problems When you can’t even solve your own You know better how to parent these children Than the mother who brought them home You smile at me so happily Pretending everything’s perfectly fine Telling me what I can or can’t do Because my feelings are no longer mine I feign a smile through gritted teeth As you tell another joke I guess you’re just too blind to tell I’m really just sick of you folks You say you want me to grow and learn But you’re hindering my skill By interrupting my train of thought And making me hold still Don’t tell me how to live my life Don’t tell me what not to do When you’ve never taken a moments time To listen to my view You can’t ask me to move faster When you keep on holding me back You want me to go in your direction And then wonder why things are off track Don’t think you can solve my problems When you can’t even solve your own I know better how to parent my children You can leave your advice at home © 2010 A.LeeAuthor's Note
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Added on April 20, 2010Last Updated on April 20, 2010 AuthorA.LeeMonroe, GAAboutI am lots of things, but here you'd identify most with the writer and avid reader. I have three beautiful children. The oldest boy, Seth, passed last year after fighting a long battle with cancer. .. more..Writing
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