It was the least
I could do
To spare you
The truth
So I bought you
A card with
Kind words and
Kind lies
Comprised
Of black ink
Like that which
Is filling
My lungs
As you read
An Honest Mothers Day
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Random poems and thoughts from the mind of Sam.
It was the least
I could do
To spare you
The truth
So I bought you
A card with
Kind words and
Kind lies
Comprised
Of black ink
Like that which
Is filling
My lungs
As you read
3 comments:
Perfect, Sam! I guess we share the same feelings on Mothers Day. This poem touched me deeply. Thanks for sharing. Kiss you. =*
Yeah i freaked out at my mom yesterday pretttty badly. oops. We still havent talked since last night ... :(
sometimes it is not easy having these human things we call relationships...
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