Elisabeth Wingle Poems

I miss you Mom
I really do
All those times
You saw me through
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Oh how I love my baby's hands
Tiny, delicate, fragile
I am awestruck
I stare at them
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I woke up this morning
Glanced in the mirror
Then without warning
The old hag appears
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I will not scream
I will not cry
I feel sick
I think I'll die
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I fear death
I fear evil
I fear cruel and heartless people
I fear guns
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Lonely nights
Sitting
Staring
Thinking of you
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There once was a bird in the sky
Who thought it was easy to fly!
But the bird flew too low
And flew into a pole
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Pain I know, Joy I don't
You could help
but I know you won't
I live a lie, I run to fast
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I never had a son, God gifted me with girls
Girls are lots of fun with their diamonds and their pearls

Though I love them very much, there was a time or two
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If the truth be told
I am getting old
Things are looking rather grim,
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