In addition to "Why She Cries" this is my favorite poem that I have written. I hope you all will like it as much as I do. Enjoy!
I grieve for my lost child,
The adult who now goes wild.
I grieve for innocence lost,
The adult who now adds the cost.
I grieve for youth past,
The adult tries recapture long does it last.
I grieve dark prince who loved me first,
The adult whose heart wants to burst.
I grieve for life passed by,
The adult who is angry and starts to cry,
I grieve for possibly no future,
The adult whose wounds are trying to suture.
Marie A. Coppla
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