Poem#7

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My mother was amazing
I remember when hold after a nightmare
No matter how old I got
How excited she would get when I came home from school.
Or when I got a C+ or higher on my test
When she would sing me to sleep
I can't forget about the time she taught me how to skate.
How her face was when I told her I was pregnant
She always wanted grandchildren.
The absolute joy when ever she get to hold her gran children

But before I could recall more memories
I heard a scream
My mothers scream to be exact
My head jolted up as I am forced to watch my mother being eaten alive.
And I couldn't do a damn thing
Except remorse and cry as I thought
That I never got to tell her I love her one last time

Or the fact that she will never be able to hold her grandchildren again.
Her grandchildren will never see their grandmother again.
They might not even see their mother again

So one last goodbye
Goodbye ma,
And goodbye my children I will mostly likely never see you again I love you....

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