My Mom And I
The love we shared fade slowly
As she left me with grandma
To stay in the village
And now, the times we see yearly is countable
Some times, I seat to miss her
And the rest of my siblings
But poetry took me a way to life eternity
So, I fear they won't have me home
Always as they please.
Tim Justin
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 01/14/2022
Poet's note: ♥️ TIMMY❤️
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