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Hey! I've finally got a new poem!! And it only took a year!!
Here it is:
Consequences of a Habit
Saturday afternoon, wishing it were warm
The first snow came down that night
A nice little pair, yet a pair that was torn
Mother and daughter they were, often faced with plight
"I need another pack of smokes..."
Mother said to daughter as she grabbed the keys
They entered the cold and dark car without a coax
Hands creating friction to avoid figures to freeze
Ten minutes later: arrival at Mobile
What would come next: truley futile
To home they drove, on the cold icy road
Seatbelts locked, and danger in their way
Mother to daughter, a life would be owed
This fact provided as the car began to sway
Shattered glass, and shattered dreams
A tragic accident would be daughter's end
All because of a habit, a life lost through the seams
Truley this is not what Mother could ever intend
She left Daughter's head-stone, with pretty roses there
Through the snow the dirt was still showing
Mother quit her habit, although a lean conscious she could not bare
Leaving a dedication for her daughter: gone with wind blowing
[b:ebebf0631a]"...If I saw the sun fall down I'd pick it up and make a crown- one that was a perfect fit for you..."
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 GodsGirl-SatansSpawn · Fri Aug 08, 2008 @ 11:23pm · 0 Comments |
