cheryl davis miller

Rookie - 13 Points (2/26/57 / America)

Blame - Poem by cheryl davis miller

If I am right; and you are wrong,
you've no one but, yourself to blame.
So please don't lay it at my feet,
by spreading poison to defame.

You chose the path your walking down,
to stand out always is your aim.
So bear the brunt, of years of choice,
and wear the robe of your own shame.

You led the way, as Mothers do;
down this sad path of mad acclaim.
Eternal lives are now at stake,
you've no one but, yourself to blame.

c.d.m. Mothers Day 5/12/13

Poet's Notes about The Poem

A mothers first job is to teach.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 27, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, October 28, 2013

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