Alma F. Martin Poems

A parent is such a villain
When lifting a hand to their children

Out of control these kids they be
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I am glad to have made your day
I am happy to rescue you this way.

Onward you shall go with a smile
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Miscellaneous poems, I do write
usually in the dark of night.
Sometimes during the day I sit
& contemplate the bloggers wit.
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Enjoy your poems, so do I
for they are written with a well-noted eye.

My child did not go unscathed
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Alike, we are, I do see
I have met my match, but cannot agree

with the belt or physical force
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Rants are such a quirky thing
A person uses a voice to ring

An insult of the day to be tried
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A poem for River, I shall write
To keep forever in your might.
Around your self my arms shall clutch
and hold you tight within my touch.
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You who made the mountains & the sea
and measured out the universe & you made me.

You who echoes your voice and called the worlds to be
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In my arms I lovingly held a new life
& gently cared for you with no strife.

Mistakes I made, I do regret
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Raised in oppression & complete poverty
a trusting child shoved into society.

Youngest of all who put up - no fight,
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