My father loved me the best he could.
My mother loved me, as only a mother can.
I tried to love myself but found no reason to care.
Yet, in spite of all, hope remained.
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Although it is said Poetry defines life for us...it is good for all but still we find many people ignorant to it...But poetry has an immense future as predicted by Matthew Arnold in his study of poetry... well thought and well composed....
This is very moving. Yet poetry never skips a generation. And the act of generation is creative, poetic... 'Honey of generation' Yeats called it.
There always is hope. Everybody has their own thing, so we should step back and let whatever will be- be. Great poem Bill. A ten for sure!
Yes I am in agreement with Abha, well composed! - Raj Nandy