Poetry Blogs (return home)
Child robbers
I wished you did not miss me because the though of that hurts to the core
I wished i did not ever have to feel the pain,
of you not missing me even more.
I think back to our times at home
your first memories of being so small in my arms
The hours i spent watching you dream
Wishing and hoping i could be the best mother i could be
for you to get the best life you deserve from me.
Thought...
Tuesday 11th December 2018 2:12 pm
Returning Home
Returning Home
Will the birds sing in the garden
Will we go down to the sea
Will we build our castles of sand
Will there still be scones for tea
Will my father still be smoking
Will he jog me on his knee
Will summer days still last forever
Will there still be scones for tea
Will we dream of great adventures
Will westerns still be on TV
Will we sit ar...
Wednesday 22nd March 2017 5:06 pm
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