Hazards

Hazards.

Like the morning dew,
In the summer time,
I hadn't the sun but life to sue,
For its forthcoming crime.

So much time without a smile,
And when comes the time to,
Another hazard, another hullabaloo,
Like losing your child smile.

Several years ago,
Your mother, a C-section to undergo,
Gave birth to an Angel,
In the month of April.

Ah! Such an amazing day it was!!!
We were Mas, Grandmas and Papas,
How long was it going to last?
I wished our joy could everlast.

Anew, a hullabaloo,
We couldn't eschew,
Your mother's last smile,
Shown how life can rile.

AMJO.
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Cook Avatar
May 5, 2022 at 5:03 AM
Including a prelude made this seem even more like a story with a cliffhanger. And I loved the line "how life can rile"
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February 20, 2022 at 6:58 AM
"Thanks for sharing this. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." God bless you."
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