Celia Delk Poems

I'm from times of struggle and sadness,
from a teenager who grew up too fast,
from determination, will power, and bravery,
from a mother whose every thought considered my well being,
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The wind blows,
more fierce than before,
carrying the whispers,
the cries,
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How long can it last,
that smile forced upon her face,
when she knows the second no one's looking,
her tears will once again fall?
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