Dear Mommy,

                 On this Mother's Day,
                  I can only hope and pray
                  that you will love me day by day.

                  Maybe someday you will see
                  how much you really mean to me,
                  then just maybe we will flee
                  this awful situation.

                  Too many nights our tears enmesh,
                  bound by bumps and bruises.
                  What game are you trying to win?
                  Everybody loses.

                  I want to leave,
                  you say we stay,
                  so on and on it goes.
                  You can smile and pretend,
                  but everybody knows.

                  Maybe someday
                  sometime soon
                  the pain will be replaced.

                  Maybe someday
                  sometime soon
                  our freedom we'll embrace.

                  Happy Mother's Day, Mommy.


                                                         Love,
                                                               Me


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