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For my Mother

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I glance around,
The meadow sweet,
your lovely laughter
filled my ears with delight.

I would breathe it in,
your soothing scent,
remembering what is
safe
and what
is not.

I knew,
We all did,
within the midst of our hearts,
that I would have to leave you,
That I would have to leave the
place I call "Home."
This is for someone very dear to me.
It is for my mother, because it is her birthday today.
I want her to have a perfect birthday, even if it would be hard under circumstances. My dad is gone. Not in the way that they are divorced or anything (on a completely different note, go comfort my friend, :icononedayinmonaco: she needs all the support she can get right now. She is going through a tough time, so I would greatly appreciate it if you could help out. Thanks). My dad is on a random holiday thing. To Italy. Which is like half way around the world from here. SO yeah, she misses him a lot, even though they talk through facebook (what has this world come to...), it is not at all like talking face-to-face.

I wish I could cheer her up. Hell, I wish I could cheer everyone who's upset up.

Yeah.
Sure, she can be annoying and whiny, but she's still my mum. I'm scared of what is happening to her. She's disintergrating. She is not the mum she used to be. She won't shout at me anymore. She looks too helpless and I don't know what to do.

Ahem, sorry to rant like this.

Happy 39th Birthday, Mummy!

(not that she would ever read this or anything but still...)
I edited it a bit. I guess typing allows my fingers and mind run wild. On paper, I'm stuck. I wrote it down on paper for her. And made a card like I always do. I just wish my dad could come back soon. Sorry if I sound like a brat. I can't help it because that's what I am. I understand that people go through a lot worse, like not having a dad. Or divorced parents. And they would probably scorn me for blabing about this. But this is MY feelings. I'm different from you, so this is how I handle stuff. So if any of you want to put me down or something, F*** urself.

I'm sorry.


For everything.
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comrademonaco's avatar
This poem took my *breathe away! (: