Mother Poem by Sebrina Rreinardy

Mother

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She sent me away, so she could play,
It's better for you to go away,
Home you can come, when I have a mate,
I was only a child of eight, for such a fate,

With my cousins, I was told to stay,
Plenty of kids for work and play,
Under the stairs was my bed,
Oh the thoughts that filled my head,

The darken cellar is where I cried,
Punished there no matter how I tried,
To the woods nearby I would run,
Escaping up the mountain my only fun,

Surrounded by others, yet alone each day,
You never asked what I had to say,
You said you cared each time you came,
But I was nothing in your little game,

So many things we did not share,
Showing me that you didn't care,
You always said this would make me strong,
You couldn't see how you were wrong,

Many years have since gone past,
You and I are together at last,
Roles reversed, I now have the say,
Home you can stay or go away,

Because your fear of being alone,
So many things you've had to atone,
Worry not, for alone you shall never be,
For I can't do to you, What you did to me.

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