ChildhoodSitting outside, sisters swinging, muddy footprints on the deck, discarded shoes and half eaten watermelon rinds.Childhood by Ashchethem
Homemade bread, table set with glass bottles of coke and lemonade.
Dogs barking, mother crying, daddy praying, ambulance sirens wailing.
Limbs quivering, muffled screaming, dragged by momma across the county line.
Daddy wishing, missing his baby girls, a lonely Christmas tree withering, neighbors whispering.
Sleeping bags in an empty room, momma working nights, dad nowhere to be seen.
Questioning when momma brought home strange men. I missed my home, my bed, my daddy and friends
Momma was sick, daddy was weak. Screaming and crying, wheezing and gasping, ill in her head, body and mind.
Long nights by a hospital bed, clear glass vases filled with calla lilies from dad, momma still trapped inside her head
Daddy said I grew up too fast, momma told me it was all in the past, all those times my sisters held me close when we were scared.
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