i dont expect anyone to understand my poems |
Dear Mum,
don't think for a moment...
I was your darling daughter
the twinkle in your eye...
She died because of you
leaving her behind...
I was your darling daughter
the twinkle in your eye...
Will i ever make it home?
to that place so far away...
I feel it on my cheek, trickle down my chin
it drips onto the floor...
Flowers grow and die
petals fall to the ground...
A passionate kiss, with a delicate touch |