3 States 3 Schools

for first grade alone 3 states and 3 schools
as my mother was leaving my father
mom never gave me and Bonnie hard rules
we didn’t find the move any bother

Tampa Florida is where it all started
and the last place was Pennsylvania
Dad came to Baltimore we departed
I was glad it’s not Transylvania


it was Pennsylvania that was final
it was there their marriage came to an end
I know running away looks criminal
maybe mom gave this family a trend

both my sister and I have a divorce
neither of us are on a solo course
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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