Plastic smiles,
Inlayed tiles,
Big houses,
Divorced spouses,
Much money,
No “honey”?
What happened dad?
Are you glad?
I’m not.
I know why mom left,
Her happiness you bought,
With just a ring?
Not the love in that.
Try and win me back,
I’ll leave and take my pack,
Never see your lies again,
You just stay in your fancy den.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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