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Angela Hoey Poem
Here we go again, on the train
Good seeing my babies but 'oh Lord the pain'
It's all too real, the goodbyes
Reminds me of that awful day, hearing their cries
Heart and mind, never been the same
Somedays, I wonder if i'm sane?
Mother and Child should never be parted
It can only lead to the broken hearted
Its so hard and I have to take the positives here
and hold my babies with Love, not Fear
I'm here and i can still see them
So stop crying and get real...Amen
One day they will return home to me
Both Grandparents...wont unfortunately
Copyright © Angela Hoey | Year Posted 2024
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Angela Hoey Poem
Depression hits in many different ways
Some struggle to get up most days
Happy people see the sun, feel it's rays
Look at us and think it's just a phase
I know for me, I feel stuck in a maze
A crazy train, drugged up haze
From my dark tunnell, I can see a light
It lures me closer to the end of my fight
My heart skips a beat at the beautiful sight
I am blessed and protected now
Knowing this is getting me through somehow
The strength I feel is actually Real
It grows inside, returning how I really feel
Minutes to hours, day by day
Depression may never fully go away
I will fight to keep it at bay
Many signs pop in to say
The Universe is within Me as is the suns rays
Copyright © Angela Hoey | Year Posted 2024
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