To my kids

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    To my kids
    Wake in the morning kids run around my feet, the laughter and giggles are hard to beat. Then off to work to listen to the people complaining oh' where is my retrieval. I finally escape the mad rush of the day to gather my thoughts and start once again. In the car on the way home I hear from the back a small little voice say " I'm glad you came back" I then explain how I will always be there. " Why" Because I love you dear no one can ever take what our hearts share. Because a mothers love is always dear.

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

    heartoftears’s Poems (14)

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