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Tilda Apr 2018
Perfect smile,
Flowing dark hair,
Staggering grades,
Nice house,
She's a single child;

As she leaves school,
Her mates say goodbye,
Walking home alone in the rain,
Open the door,
Sit down,
Homework and bed;

The next few days go by the same,
Until after one walk in the rain,
Her Mum is on the floor,
Mouth bloodied,
Tears flowing;

A test the next day,
Where teachers say,
'She didn't do good today,
Obviously no revision';

Walk home in the rain,
Text books under her arms,
Open the door,
Cook dinner and kiss Mum on the head,
Revise and bed;

Yeah Miss, sorry Miss,
'But you knew homework was due in today',
All the goody two shoes in the class,
Laugh at her weak excuse,
She turns her eyes down,
Teachers now frown,
Upon her;

Walk home in the rain,
Open the door,
Don't sit down,
Cook dinner,
Help Mum do math for the bills,
As she lies in bed relying on pills,
To keep her alive,

Detention now,
All former friends fled,
Writing lines,
wishing she had time,
For revision,
For homework,
For fun;

Walk home in the rain,
Tears joining the race,
To the ground,
Puddles wrecking her shoes,
Lost the keys,
Mum lets her in,
Fainting as she stands up;

Teachers heard the news,
Of the death of the Mother,
She had to move away,
Didn't want to move in with the father,
They say;

Now in a care home,
With no one who cares for her,
But she can do her homework now,
With no bother;

After school she gets onto the bus,
Missing the lonely walks in the rain.
Thank you for reading my poem, I hope you enjoyed it ;)

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