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All red flying leaves will lay one side up,
The whistlings adjacent boiling of a cup
Can you hear the moans from the playground,
gunfire fills the air with impactful sounds,
like that pork crackling while watching telly
Hope necklace of Mary that leaves us rarely,
thinking less than good as a steak is searing.
Deep water springs,
that life it brings,
I don't fancy the sea,
only the day we met,
Confidence
shatters as it allows
a memory unforgotten,
I love but will haunt me.
Mum
I 've had to endure less than you did,
your screaming of your neck shingles
I was so worried about your heart,
that it was going to give out.

I called for an ambulance,
on the worse night of my life,
hoping they'll ease your pain
You were screaming out for God.

All of your sufferings and in Intensive care
wore on me like scars evolving inside
You had so many close misses,
I came to hate the hospital
and its dour colours of doom.

The last visit I rushed from work,
this time they said, there's no chance,
You had Pneumonia and very weak,
I kissed you on your still warm cheeks

Farewell.....
Sometimes I feel so worthless,
lost in dreams that are fading,
And often its the best ones,
that leave me so miserable.

Like the one I had last night,
this beautiful girl I don't know,
engaged me by the arm
talking so rapidly warmingly.

She would bury her head,
when I cracked a decent joke,
into the side of one of my ribs
and would always walk with me.

It was a reminder of the one
I could never hope to have,
but hopefully it was a vision
for  her sweet-ness the next life.

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