SORROW
The "sorry" sentiment, cannot explainhow my heart hurts, at what I have attained,
disrespect, distrust, disbelief and disdain!
In my hour of sorrow ,
belief that there is always tomorrow,
I moved day to day,
thinking I handled things OK.
I lost her a year ago,
I did not mean to disrespect her memory, so!
My mother was my buddy, my friend,
I will love her till the end.
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