I gotta say,
I really do envy,
Those with good moms,
The kind we read about,
Helping their kids to grow,
Not fill them with all kinds of doubt…
Okay, so my mom was not the devil,
She may now be an angel, definitely that though I doubt,
When I was little, before I realized how bad she was,
I was happy with and ran to her in needful times,
But after 12 or so things changed, lower was my spirit level…
Died in two thousand & four,
In my head I kept singing the ding-dong song,
My blood family in front of the church,
Me in the back with my CLOSER friends, in the lurch…
I don’t even have a picture of her,
None to at this time put on this poem,
So instead I will put the pic that tells her “tail”,
You can well imagine how bad feelings do not fail…
Anna
wherewithal to disclose such a painful truth in such a public place and manner.
However, two old sayings come to mind:
First - from Mark Antony - "... the evil that men do is oft interred with their bones, the good lives after them, so let it be with Caesar."
Second: "To Err is human - to Forgive - Divine."
Perhaps she herself had a miserable childhood? Perchance one which caused her to be what she was? Now that you have released your Anger, maybe some day that therapeutic action will allow you to be the 'Better Man' that you are, and eventually Forgive her?
Although just a 'cuz' ... I send you a REALLY BIG BEAR HUG! TK.
P.S. - Know that you are Loved - AGAPE type, by Many Caring Readers!
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one has to forgive as best they can and move over...
Always,
Deborah
Peace
Tony
Regis