The Son's Curse... Poem by RIC BASTASA
The Son's Curse...
keep the weaving
my dear
his mother said
until his father died
with all
the disappointments
in this world
and he said when he
had grown up fully
what
he is
pursuant the immensities
of mother's love
for him
'to hell, papa', i have
this one and only life
and i like to live it the
way i love.
Tuesday, June 14, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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