I pretended I was strong
And that I did not care
I pretended to be brave
And as tough as a bear
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greatly written this mournful writings on the death of dearly mother- I am glad that it rained On the day my mother died So that others couldn't see The tears that I cried
A well articulated piece of poetry elegantly brought forth from the heart with conviction. Losing one beloved mum is always felt as a tragedy of monumental proportion. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem POETIC MASTERPIECE.
Well, I just had to pop up to your page, you are a good poet hey