My Kids
It’s been years
I synthesize the pictures
That I have
Adhesive binds my pictures
and I grasp… a pillow
I never washed dishes
While they laughed
Or ran my little girls bubble bath
Not to hot
If only I could rot in their faces
All they know is that
Daddy waste his time around them
Through image I kiss you all good night
I love you my kids
You kids be my life
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