Burning thy bridges—dost thou make you happy, my daughter?
When all is said and done, will you not be standing in a heaping pile
of ash and soot? Of the wreckage of a life once so well-lived;
I love you, my daughter—but I cannot stand by to see this:
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You have expressed with many emotions in this great piece, the loss..the sadness..the pain...the memory...the love...all wrapped up in this well presented poem...I loved the spoken words between you both...it adds a real feel to it....lovely work
thought provoking, sentimentally beautiful, i like this poem too.
yeah i am back...great read...liked the conversation with your mother...regards
Sorry about your Mother sounds like she was a great person to know Every new day brings with it a new dawn, and everything starts at the beginning..10
I like to power of the writing style of this poem.