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Mothers Fury

What indignation hath a mothers fury for one who illl-uses her own Manipulation delivered obscurely In speech or in deed intoned Upon such one her wrath will rain foiling their plan of ill gotten gain no hope for the fool who does such things who causes a mother to see her child pained "Livid" much too mildly expressed for the rage wielded razor sharp especially when it comes from the one she once tenderly gave of her heart One thing more I will say take heed and mark my words... better you disappear with all your shame then to face her and the hatred you've earned

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Date: 5/15/2014 8:57:00 AM
I hope never to experience hatred from my mom, I can not think of anything that would be more devastating.
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Sarai Virden
Date: 5/15/2014 10:24:00 AM
Good morning Rick, no no, you mistook the poem; It is speaking of someone close to my child and myself who hurt and manipulated my baby boy to get what they wanted from me. I could never hate my own child either. Have a beautiful day.
Date: 5/13/2014 8:49:00 PM
Hi Sarai, this is so very good. Reminds me of my Mom and grandmothers who could silence us with just one "look" that would say it all! Bravo!
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Pandita Sietesantos
Date: 5/15/2014 3:42:00 PM
Sarai, thank you for clarifying. I am so very sorry for the pain this caused you and your baby. This is horrible to say the least. I have children too and I empathize with you from my heart. Love and hugs to you, my friend!!!
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Sarai Virden
Date: 5/15/2014 10:31:00 AM
Pandita, thank you truly. It is speaking of someone close to my child and myself who hurt and manipulated my baby boy to get what they wanted from me. I am not one to easily feel hatred but this tipped my heart for this person over the edge. Hugs sweetie XOXOX

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