Open Eyes Poem by Brenda Urka

Open Eyes

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I see my past in front of me,
my sisters kids the best I see.
I watch as my children long for your love,
I watch you push them away.

I say don't worry, your time will come.
grandma will love you from above.
sad to say, she never comes,
but in my heart, pride that shine,
my three children

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ramesh Rai 20 February 2012

nice tribute to your children. for my wife only her two sons are every thing. i appreciate it as nice poem. every mother thinks like you. a noble mother. thanks.

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