A girl used to be so careless and free
Now holding her child with so much glee
She suffered with so much pain
Now looking at her child with happiness
that cannot be contained
She sacrificed her hopes and dreams
Just to make her child as happy as it seems
Walks down the hall with grace
Now you wouldn’t even know her by face
Gray hairs, wrinkles, and old age
Doesn’t seem to hold her down
Blinded by the young love that she cursed with all her rage
But melted her heart when she saw her daughter’s face
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Piece of Me
PoetryThis is my collection of poems and random thoughts. Do not distribute without the permission of the author. Comment, share, and vote! :D Thank you for reading! :)
