The Mother

July 8, 2011
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The sunlight shone upon me,

as I bubbled like champagne.

Face glowing like a constellation,

stardust in my veins.

A child laughed, a glint of gold,

against black velvet plush.

The dancing green grass beckoned

as the kids began to rush.

They slid down spiraling slides and grinned;

a sidewalk child skipped.

They licked strawberry ice cream and

it dribbled on their lips.

Now the swings converse in creaky tones as

I watch the children play.

Recall my daughter’s once bright smile,

that’s now trapped in a grave.

Ghost-like, empty swing-sets scream.

Pink ice cream is too sweet.

A child falls and scrapes her knee,

on ruthless, cold concrete.

Children fall down the slippery slope

of the slide crudely covered in sweat.

Harsh breeze rustles tender grass;

children laugh, but I’ll never forget.

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wishing4thebest2day said...
Jul. 13, 2011 at 7:10 pm
I enjoyed this poem, it painted a picture in my mind of this picture. At the end of this poem, I feel bitter-sweet. And I like poems that don't always end in a cookie-cutter happy ending.
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