You are a wonderful Mother,
You tucked me in at night,
Read and sang sweet song of light.
Always made sure to be there,
In confusions wake of time.
You never worked,
Stayed home and cooked!
What a happy child
Was I.
When I graduated,
You smiled at me
From down there on the floor
While I received that paper.
To say I was child no more.
We had a party,
Never got naughty,
Had a delightful time.
Surprised me by this,
You paid for my bliss,
My marriage,
To a man you liked,
You're in my kids life,
You smile with pride,
and you never frown when down
You my mother,
come to tuck me in,
One last time.
Author notes
My Lie: My mom was a great woman, full of Honor and Love.
The Truth: My mom was usually stuck in a bar, drunk of her rear. I am the oldest of 6 kids, all by diffrent fathers. She has none of her kids. I take care of my 10 yr old sister. She never did anything like that for any of us. I could only wish and imagine in my mind she did....
A contest entry
- Lie to Me by Justin.
875 points, ended June 17, 2008, 22 entries
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Comments
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Holy crap. This sure was emotional. I think this poem was more powerful, because everything was knowingly a lie.
The line "what I happy child" isn't making sense to me. I think you meant to say "what A happy child."
You also misspelled "received."
Spellcheck much?
On line 22: "your in my life now," the correct form of your to use would be "you're."
Sorry for the corrections... I just really enjoyed this poem, and I would like to see it even better. The poem had such a strong impact, and your emotions really stood out.
I'm sorry to hear about your mother. That must've been tough for you.
Thank you for the entry.
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