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I Am Here


Huddled in a circle

Flooding the kitchen floor

White knuckle grasps

The loudest sorrow echos

Dear, family

Why must you mourn so

 

Mother, mother

Weeping loudest

Weeping hardest

Why does your frown hold such greif

Why mother

You have all these blessing 

Don't you see me

 

Father, father

We knew you were strong

But you have cracked your hard shell

And just saved this softness for me

We thought you must be stone

But all we see is an ocean

Don't you hear me

 

Brother, brother

Oh all the times at war

Finally as we rest

The peace settles between us

You always took much

But then again you gave more

Offering your gesture of tears

Was the best and worst thing

Don't you know me

 

Sister, sister

Hush

Hush

Let me whistle a lullaby

Cry no more

Oh sister

I'm right hear at your side

Don't you feel me

 

Dear, family

I lay right about your heads

Please don't cry

Tear don't mend a broken hearts

Only love

See, hear, know, and feel me

And my love

Dearest Family

I am here

 

 

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faithfreebird

I love to read and write. I love playing, listening, and composing music. I am a young teen.

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faithfreebird
<p>Please comment!!!!! I need criticism&nbsp;</p><p>Also what would any of you guys like to see next (for the two people who have read my poems lol)</p>

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