He does love his mum
But she’s got a cruel tongue
And she hit him too hard
She hurt him physically
Along with his dignity
The punishment
Too harsh for the crime
He’s not forgotten
But has partially forgiven
Easier to forgive
As the years roll by
But from time to time
The inner child cries
Why me, why not the others
How come I got
The worst of our mother
Not all mums are angels
Some are just strangers
At home

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Was I A Dragon?

I was a dragon

In furious fiery glory

In a previous life

Or was I the King

With a beautiful wife

Or a bold knight of old

With flashing blade

On my trusty steed

Protecting my Queen

Paying no heed to danger

It’s so hard to tell….

No- not memories of the past

Or oft-told stories I hear

But whispering echoes

Of all the spells I’ve cast


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