He didn't see me.

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    He didn't see me.

    We lived in the same house and I was his little girl but he didn't see me. I called him dad but he didn't see me. He put my lunch money on the table but he didn't see me.No matter what I did he didn't see me.When he was life flighted to the hospital inside I cried and screamed but he didn't see me.At his funeral I kissed his head but he didn't see me.   

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

    marievegan’s Poems (9)

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