She sits in the park. Her clothes are out of date.
Two children whine and bicker, tug her skirt.
A third draws aimless patterns in the dirt
Someone she loved once passed by – too late
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No Experience Needed, No Boss Over il Your FD Shoulder… Say Goodbye To Your Old Job! Limited Number Of Spots Open……. 𝙛𝙪𝙡𝙟𝙤𝙗𝙯.𝙘𝙤𝙢
A serious emotional poem. The heart of the readers goes to the girl and her children, shorn of love and caring, which they need most, from the person from who it is due. They deserve the love of the person most. Top score and Myfav
this poem has a suffering sound, her life is dull and gloomy, such was life for the poor, the economy was still lagging, Very insightful poem
An insightful piece of poetry, well articuated and nicely brought forth from the heart....
I love your words Harwood. It spills me like a drink toppled in the end. Oh I felt an injury and I wonder if it's a happy one?
The poem ends so beautifully: To the wind she says, "They have eaten me alive."
she was born in queensland but left to tasmania in 1945 ish when she married
this is garbage my mother left me at five years of age and this does not ccontribute to my sanity
They stand a while in flickering light, rehearsing the children’s names and birthdays. “It’s so sweet to hear their chatter, watch them grow and thrive, ” she says to his departing smile. a very fine poem. tony
all yall you can come ride this dickkkkk but it aint for free.
A powerful and discerning poem so well expressed and presented.