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Listening To the Past

I can remember vaguely when i was a child When my heart hurt i would cry And Daddy dearest would beat me Whenever tears were in my eyes I remember my brother lying to him Just to save his own selfish skin My Father would believe him before me And beat me up all over again I remember being whipped by his thick belt For not putting away a toy The confining me to my bed in the dark And meals i could not enjoy These memories used to haunt me But they have faded over time I came to forgive my Father When i found out his child hood was worse than mine We now talk on different occasions And a little love cant be denied But that little boy inside me Tells me to keep that wall way up high I learned to listen to that inner child Who was forced to grow up way to fast Now I see all the warning signs flashing By just listening to the past

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 1/7/2014 10:52:00 PM
Listening to the past - well stated Carl! The scenario you describe would definitely spring up early warning signs as it were - I suppose it is the self preservation mechanism that allows those downtrodden to heal. Powerful write!
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Date: 12/30/2013 10:44:00 AM
This is a great write. I believe that most of us have stories of when we were children, Sometimes it's nice to take a trip down memory lane, but it's not good to stay in the past. we do not have to be like our parents, we can be better. Smile and I wish for you a New year full of blessings.... Lucilla
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Date: 12/29/2013 8:58:00 AM
It seems we have much in common. If you have a chance read my poem "between the words of my father." You wrote this poem with eloquence, I was moved by your words.
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Carl Fraser
Date: 12/29/2013 9:59:00 AM
Thanks Richard for reading this and for the hug as well, i will go and readthe poem you are referring tomy friend, blessings Carl
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 12/29/2013 8:59:00 AM
A big hug to you Carl.

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