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Author Name: Freewritelady 8 Comments
Date Added: November 14, 2005 11:11:21 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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So Much Lost

I know I raised you to know better than this;
I told you right from wrong.
How could you do this?
How could you?
You will be going away now,
for a long, long time.
So young, just eighteen;
When you come home again,
you will be well into your twenties,
so much lost, so much lost.
I never thought, in all my years,
that I would have to look at you,
behind bars, locked away,
a pestilance to society.
Youth will have faded into a thin memory
that lay hidden far away, like another life.
To me, you are still that small, skinny boy,
legs like sticks, and head so full of dreams.
Why did you do this?
Why?
That's all I want to know...
I ache for you,
but I know you must now pay the piper for your dance.
I want to scream and yell at you, shake you into wisdom!
I want to hold onto you, give you love again,
but nothing will help now.
Things will take a course, as they must.
Just know, that while I could never condone such actions,
I always loved you, still love you,
and am still,
Your Mom.....

Author's Notes:

This is for my step son, Corey. He was, and always will be, my son. I just hope he remembers that.

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Comments:
Comment By: FreeCynthia Jones on November 24, 2005 11:08:27 PM Report
Oh sweetie, this so sad. My two brothers used to be in trouble with law while they were growing up too. But, they (hopefully) have smartened up now that they both have a family of their own. I hope Corey knows how you really feel about him. ~HUGS~ *S* Cinders AKA *S* Cinderellie AKA *S* Wind Whisperer AKA *S* Cynthia
Comment By: FreeLeonard Wilson on November 20, 2005 07:59:18 PM Report
This is a strong reminder of how powerless we parents are to guide our children into the untroubled waters of life...The scool of hard knocks ain't fun..I'm a graduate of that intitution..We have to learn in our own way..len
Comment By: FreeCherie on November 18, 2005 04:30:20 PM Report
thats such a powerful poem. I like how you will still be there for your stepson, im sure he will know and appreciate it in his way.
Comment By: FreeEdward Kent on November 15, 2005 08:01:58 AM Report
wonderful write dollface,,I hope everything turns out fine,,sometimes no matter what you do barbie, they still do wrong,it no ones fault but there own,,be strong,,love Eddy
Comment By: FreeSavanahB on November 14, 2005 03:07:11 PM Report
OMG Barbie! This is heart breaking! I am so sorry that the path chosen by your son led him to that point..hang in there B, it will eventually get better. - J
Comment By: FreeGlata on November 14, 2005 02:31:45 PM Report
Hang in there, sis...it will get better. I know that right now your heart is breaking, and I can certainly understand that. Just know that you have someone here that will listen when you need to talk, and I'll be here for ya always.
Love you, sister mine...
Glata
Comment By: ModeratorHenry M. on November 14, 2005 11:50:54 AM Report
Barbie, this is so, so very sad. I am truly sorry for the pain you and your family are going through. Save this wonderful poem and show it to him, let him hang it where he can read it so he will know that he has a great support system in you. May he learn from his mistakes and hold on to the love he has in you. Henry
Comment By: FreeKeri on November 14, 2005 11:45:41 AM Report
So many young kids fall into the wrong way of life...and it's not always the fault of the parent...it's peer pressure...or the desire to rebel. I know in our family, we also have a Corey...he's my first cousin...and it's a lot the same story, tho I could never look at it from a mother's perspective. I hope that everything works out through this and that your heart finds peace.

*hugs*

~Keri~




 


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