Wandering …throughout the day
Speaking words I dare not say
Always wanting …your own way
The spoiled child …won’t go away
Occasionally … thoughts … clear
Some kind words …I hear
Those times …far … apart
Mean times …rip my heart.
Copyright/ Sheila Grimes/ May 12, 2013
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I empathize.
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