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Living Abroad

I saw a boy lost between worries and screams
His Thoughts running like water in streams
Said home he had Cupboards full of dreams
He sighed and said in loneliness I have always cried 
I wondered why, I asked why. 
He said he grew alone meeting his dad once a year 
He said I met him 5 to 6 times in my teen 
He promised every time to bring me things I never ha e seen 
I wanted to stop him home and tell him I am not keen 
Living abroad was his way to bring us up 
Living abroad leaving the present for a future unknown.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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