Joanne Poem by patricia Northall

Joanne

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I love you Joanne, why?
Because you are what I am
The why, the where, the how,
All of these things
You must know now.

The bruises, the cuts,
The hurt and pain
And the don't do that again.
You live each day right to the end
With Nicola, Leslie and my best friend.

I have read to chapter twelve Mum
A shall soon be at the end,
Can I read you some, and what is for tea,
You open the world of my childhood to me.

Once again you make me feel free
As through the fields you run
Into rivers you fall,
Brown by the sun.
Dirt you find as home you leave behind
Until your day is done.

Then you lovingly lie next to me
To watch your favourite on TV.
God gave you the gift to see
The world is yours
And you are free.
But just for now
You belong to me.

Sunday, March 23, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: daughters
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Written many years ago, my daughter age 8, enjoyed a wonderfulchildhood, free from the world we know now, and where childrenvery rarely 'play out'.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Valerie Dohren 24 March 2014

Love this one Pat, the way most mothers feel, and so poignantly expressed.

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patricia Northall

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Warrington, Cheshire
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