Mama
Mama died
Papa cried
Suicide?(NO)
But at least I tried
Drunk on beer
'cause no one here
Why the shame
As I like this game
A Pampered Lad
who went quite mad
When Mama departed
The Nursing home(where papa was carted)
Alone today because my hair is gray
No hugs for Bradley
The air is chilly for this time in May
SCREAM
DREAM
Nobody here
but a bowl of Chocolate ICE CREAM
Copyright © Brad Travers | Year Posted 2007
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