Mama Didn'T Tell Me... (Anaphora)
Mama you did not tell me….
I would be faced with days like this.
Raising teen-age sons whose turning into thieves.
Mama you did not tell me….
As I am fixing up my house,
Things would disappear all through-out the night.
Mama you did not tell me….
There would be knocking at my door.
Detectives standing tall and looking for my baby boy.
Mama you did not tell me….
I would be faced with sleepless nights.
Tossing and turning and wishing things were right.
Mama you did not tell me…..
One day that you would be gone.
I would be faced with life situations and feel so all alone.
Mama you did not tell me…..
Facing the anniversery of my parents death. Packing up and
finding so many things missing. All I could hear is...Mama you didn't
tell me....
Copyright © Mary Duhart | Year Posted 2007
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