Thin child you are
always sad
long walks alone
Mothers weighty
Eats nothing but salads
Don't sit at table
Too jealous of child
It gets colder with age
Skinny since birth
long walks away from home
Time changes nothing
Gets bigger each year
still trying to lose weight
Eat salad, stay home, don't run
No new dresses
Author Eileen Clark
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Author:
Eileen Clark (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 21st, 2023 15:03
- Comment from author about the poem: This is NOT about me, just trying my hand at Fusion poetry, not sure I like it.
- Category: Sad
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Comments2
Good write Eileen.
Good morning and thanks, I think I'll stick to poem writing anyway. 🙂
Ive never heard of fusion poetry but whatever it is, I agree its a sad poem ,
Awesome work.
Thanks, I had to look up the meaning and then try it out. 🙂
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