the once-hip momA Poem by delapruchna.hormones started it all taking her into puberty whether she liked it or not making her the object of the male gaze at an early age & she found the affection of many, she partied hardy, squeezing herself into the tightest clothing, snorting the best s**t she could find with 100 proof veins, pumping loud music into her throbbing eardrums, staying up 24/7--- raging against the dying of the light & when it all fell back on itself, she got cleaned up she got a career & when age started to slow it all down, she settled on a bloke who had actual feelings for her & the storybook was opened--- soon a new life was on the way & with an already happy household established the two decided to have it, fumbling their way into parenthood as parents will do when they first start out, still trying to balance some sort of life that they once had while devoting every second to the rearing of the new daughter--- after many sacrifices & many sleepless nights, the years passed & mom saw her wrinkles begin to race neck n’ neck with the arrival of lush brown hair now turning grey--- her daughter, however, began to bloom, just as she had when she hit such an age & the sneaking out to see boys, the first time caught drinking, the squeezing into tight clothes & the complete breakdown of what once seemed to be a healthy mother-daughter relationship, found its way into the once-hip mom’s home--- now mother starts to look at her daughter with jealousy & she gets not one iota of support from her own mother who finds it hilarious that finally the boomerang made its way around & now the shoe is on the other foot, where the frustration & responsibility has been handed down to the daughter who once caused so much to her own mother, now suffering at the whim of her own teenager. © 2012 delapruch |
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Added on April 22, 2012 Last Updated on April 22, 2012 Authordelapruchnothingville, NYAboutBio: The writer we call delapruch has been writing since infancy. His first piece was scrawled on the inside of his mother’s womb. Long since published, the rights now reside in the hands o.. more..Writing
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