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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I Go Back… I see her standing next to a man who would never do her wrong, I see my grandmother in the green grass touching an inanimate body, the blue shirt a reflection of her feelings always blue because of what her husband has done, I see her happy now without him near standing alone waiting for information to solve a marriage gone wrong, the memories still lingering, back when love was strong and everyone happy, she was still young though, she was not bored, she was in love, she was ignorant, all she knew is that she was caring, for her children and theirs also. I want to talk to her and say Careful, don’t be a fool in love--the kids will feel the consequences, you fell for the wrong man, together you will do things that will end your love forever, that will leave your daughters blue like you, that their children will never understand, that will make you want him dead. I want to speak to her there in the clear summer light and say that, her ignorant loving face listening to my every word, her misunderstood caring soul, her full broken heart never to love again, her naïve experienced soul, I will never do it though. I want to experience it all. I take her in my hand like a helpless empty scrap and throw her out the window, by an edge like a simple worn image, as if I wanted to knock some sense into her, I ask Do you want you daughters to feel unloved, and their children to ask why?
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