Thoughts Of A Quiet Child Poem by angelica dela cruz
Thoughts Of A Quiet Child
i’m so tired
of your contempt,
of counting blessings
not well spent.
tired of disapproval;
i don’t do anything right,
at least, not in your eyes,
every day or night.
it’s strange that
mothers strain to see
their children’s faults,
not what they can be.
Thursday, May 20, 2010
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Best Poems
Best Member Poems
Best Classical Poems
New Poems
New Poets
Best Member Poets
Best Classical Poets
Explore Poems
Explore Poets
Poem Of The Day
Love Poems
Baby Poems
Death Poems
Sad Poems
Birthday Poems
Wedding Poems
Nature Poems
Sorry Poems
Hero Poems
Poetry E-Books
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
5/5/2024 11:12:10 AM # 1.0.0.1119
