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
©moonbiscuitblog
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