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This is a section where I post poems sent to me by people who have found my site and wish to display their own works. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do!
This poem is by Anthony
For once, he sits silenced
and wonders
how so many meaningless words
slip through, unnoticed
and how much breath and air
has been wasted, or fallen
from the tree of knowledge
onto trampled ground
forming a layer of peat
that has become the essence of life …
and nobody knows.
They thought that it fell on deaf ears
but She was always
feeling, thinking, listening (- hoping?)
The maternal instinct
Always strongest at the source.
However badly Her children behave
they will always be forgiven.
And for this She will sacrifice
Her own life … for us.
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