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Ah, had I been much wiser
and taken mom more seriously,
I wouldn't have called her a miserable whiner!


I shiver remembering my behavior so bizarre and childish,
and quite often I got punished
for hanging out with kids who were too fresh.


Mother screamed as a maddened woman saying, 
"Get back in here and finish your homework! "
I did not listen and ran out not to keep them waiting. 
 

My grades got worse, and mom's face was got bitter,
I tried to tell her how sorry I was,
but words got stuck in my throat and I reached for air.


All privileges were taken away from me,
every effort to mend my mistakes was unsuccessful...
I was only given warnings up to three. 


My wistfulness to please mom was denied,
she stopped wishing me goodnight, 
I saw in me that unruly child who constantly lied.


The intention of that pursued wish always remained:
to hug her and ask for forgiveness,
and would I have been given another chance instead?


And that happened on Christmas Eve while unwrapping my undeserved gifts,
I stood up and embraced her with all my strength...
as the conscience's voice returned, " Doesn't foolishness cause regrets? "

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