Mum

Mum

A Poem by Pól
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Everyone thinks their mum is the best in the world. Mine must be close.

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Can I say goodbye, now?
Take my leave, without a sigh.
Wither, but not bowed.
Happily waving a fond farewell
to kith and kin.
Still loving
the things that bind.
That invisible chain finally snaps...
and breaks.

But not your hearts.
No.
Because those I will hold close.
FOREVER.

© 2021 Pól


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Very beautiful
Well done
I’ll be back

Posted 1 Year Ago


Pól

1 Year Ago

Thank u my Cyclops

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Added on April 6, 2021
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