FEOTAL DISTRESS

Going to sleep

          In a cloud of smoke

Floating in fluid

          Not wanting to choke

 

Has mum forgot

         I'm here?

Does she know

         My fears?

 

Please don't smoke

         That horrible stuff

Please don't (cough! cough!)

         I've had enough

 

So give me a chance

        For a clean start

And I'll pay you back

        With all my heart

 

 

◄ JUST DO IT !

NEVER LOST, EASILY FOUND ►

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Lynn Dye

Sat 14th Jan 2012 22:42

I appreciate this one too, Mike. Reckon your sister's idea is a good one.

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Ann Foxglove

Sat 14th Jan 2012 07:24

Nice poem - that last verse is very moving.

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