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Submitted by calliope on 8 December 2007 - 9:11pm.
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At first I thought I worried too much,
A mother hen not letting her chicks out her clutch,
But as time goes by, I see more and more
Little things here,But what’s at the core,
The more things come out,I regret my decision,
To let them go with their father not knowing how they’re living,
I hear things from them,denials from her,
From him,he knows nothing,eyes covered in fur,
The truth starts to come out from neighbors and such,
If it’s gotten this bad,they need their mothers touch,
How could I have put them in a situation like this,
I should have just held on with a hug and a kiss,
But now they’re coming back to my loving arms,
Where no one and no how will they come to any harm!
And that’s a promise this mother will never break!
Please use care (this is a sensitive subject for me, do not critique harshly)
As in the last poem same here again Just rambling thoughts to get out some frustration of a situation I'm trying to be extremely civil about,which trust me is HARD!!
There is a lot here that is direct and relavent
to the new rights in family court.
In ink,
David
I so know what you mean -
I so know what you mean - from a father’s point of view, but same situation. I consider this to be an outpouring rather than a rambling since you retain focus throughout the piece.
Iechyd da [Good Health - Welsh]
Mike