John kago

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Simple Yearnings. - Poem by John kago

there's this memory that still lingers,
as a child I did so pester my dear mum,
for a truly fine red toy car, I'd seen my playmate with.
such dire tantrums and fits I did throw,
upon a determined woman,
toiling selflessly, to give her son with all she never heard.
oh dear mother forgive me,
how much anguish I might have caused her.

there's this promise that still lingers,
as i grew up into a fine young lad
of a truly fine bicycle, I'd seen my classmate with.
oh how dejected I grew, eyes full of contempt
upon a brave woman,
taking on the world, to give her son with all she never heard.
oh dear mother forgive me,
how many sleepless nights I might have caused her.

now as I accept adulthood,
the child within me,
buried by the yoke of responsibility
the innocence within me,
exposed by a tough, unrelenting world
I wonder still why I held such simple yearnings.

Topic(s) of this poem: mother


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 27, 2016



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