Fostering (Remove filter)
The Hard Goodbye
How can we both, finally say goodbye
When all I think, you’ll ask is why
I gave up caring and supporting you
When really fostering is all I do.
Now your gone, my hearts a flutter
Emotions in words, come out as a stutter
I think did I fail? Or did you prevail?
My faults and mistakes are not yours to bear
You have enough trauma yourself to wear
I felt I was lost, like tears in rain
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Monday 7th March 2022 2:02 pm
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