An eleven year gap, I walk into the small and untidy flat
With hands two sizes to big for her yet
And I see my mother as she was then
With a look of addicted pleasure I once thought was happiness
And there I am, in scruffy jeans and a T-shirt hand-me-down
She smiles at me, as I hope she thinks I'm her guardian angel
I clasp the hands two sizes two small for me now
And I smile at a smile that knows not what I know
I know she loves a troubled women I love so dearly too
But she must know what I do
She must learn to love the wiser mind
I tell her all there is to tell
That mother is wonderful, but she must look after her
The addiction is there to keep us happy
At 10 years old, she doesn't want to hurt us with her past
But now my time is over, and at this tender age
I hope she remembers me
And as I feel I've lifted my guilt of being another bottles worth of drunken nights
I say at last
look after our mother...
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- Mamma by Rebekah-Ann.
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Wow great write very powerful
Thank you so much for entering my contest and good luck
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the last line... please send me an im of what you trying to say in english. I will send you the translation.
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well im not russian, but i hope ive got the last line right hahaha
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Very sad piece. Thank you for entering
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Thanks for entering, but I am closing this contest.
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thank you. had lots of first hand inspiration for this when i went for that therapy and she took me back to my childhood when i was ten. i actually cried! i saw myself at 10 years old, and i just wanted to hug that little girl over and over. that is the most broody ive ever been to have a child, i felt a lot of unconditional love for that child, even though i know it was me, it still felt like another person, like my daughter. very emotional! x
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Powerful!
You really did a great job at this! Wow took my breath away hun x
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Powerful, and I can relate, only it was my father who was the addict/alcoholic.
All the best,
mj.
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thank you. luckily my mum was on the brink, but she never tipped over the line from no return. she made my childhood a pleasure, just wish i could of done for to help when she needed me, but teenagers are so selfish, just glad i can help now! what about yours, are you all good with him?
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I did reconcile with my father, just before he died.
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awww thats sad, but also good you did reconcile before it was to late. don't know my father, no idea what he looks like? would like to meet him one day, even if just the once, just to know if im anything like him
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