I live a life of few have known ,
a place without children in my home.
A drunk driver raised a wall one day,
a wall that hides my children's face.
A life never lived to know joy as I should,
a place where silence reigns.
I cry for the man who took it away,
does he have children today.
This wall is there forever,
for we only have one life.
Ripped away without a thought to life,
now I am only a wife .
No holidays shared for without children about,
Silence reigns we are so left out.
This wall I have I learned in time,
I care for all children so this wall I climbed.
Today I am the grandmother and mother to children so lost,
I love without conditions for I had paid the cost.
I reach into the hearts of children so in need,
for I love them as much as they do me.
Author notes
Dont drink and drive please for everyone is entitled to a life and in that life they should know they will be able to have a family to hold .
A contest entry
- Rhyme and Flow part 6 The Wall - 50,000 points series by cricketjeff.
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Thank you for your entry in our contest with this interesting and heart felt poem, unfortunately it isn't what we are looking for. Our contest is for rhyme and flow and we feel this just doesn't fit the bill.
Thank you for sharing this with us and all the best.
Sue and Jeff
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This is an excellent subject to write a poem about.If only people would heed your words and use a designated driver if they want to go out and drink.Well done on sharing your thoughts, Ros
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That's terrible ...
but too often life is like that. The old saw about here today, gone tomorrow is not only true, but chillingly so. Unfortunately, justice seems to be in short supply in this world. One can hope things will be more equal in the next.
In any case, my condolences on your loss. It's too bad that the laws against drunk driving aren't much more stringent. There was a man here who was in the newspaper saying he'd been arrested many times for drunk driving, and was still driving when he was caught again. He should have been in prison. He seemed to always get away with everything though, so who knows what happened that time. He even won a cruise for his whole family while living on welfare. I've never understood why so often the really wicked of the Earth seem to prosper and good people get nowhere.
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a wondeful poem with deep sadness and emotions I grew up with an alcholic mother and I can relate to your sadness within your words good luck in the contest
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A tremendous job!
I'm truly impressed! You get better with every poem.the pain is so heartrending and deeply felt by this reader! My heart goes out to you!
Love,
Jennifer
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Stories, a beautful write. Thanks for sharing with us at AP. God bless you...Katie
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Great job. While the pain of the loss hurts and does not go away, you have learned to live your life and share it with others. Your attitude is very refreshing and an example to others.
My son is 18. If he is late coming home on a weekend, I worry about him terribly. It is not that I think he is out drinking, I worry about him getting hit by another driver.
Thanks for sharing your poem and a bit of your life.
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