Poem -

those seven years

as a little boy i was afraid,
to young to understand, 
go next door and get one pot of water,
as i hold his dirty hand ,

7 year´s i put up with this ,
to scared to say a word ,
who would listen if i screamed for help,
not one single word would be herd ,

i was a man before i was a child
that ´s a strange thing for me to say ,
but if you stood in my shoes for those 7 year´s,
as that man had his way ,

i am a man now all dressed up and smart ,
have a wife and a little girl ,
two people i love the most ,
there my life and my world 

i will give them everything that i never had ,
keep then safe from all kind´s of harm ,
i´ll keep them close to my heart,
while holding them both in my arm´s,

i know now i have everything ,
god knows i have cried many tears,
i never want to remember my youth, 
and never those 7 year´s 

 

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al Bikaadi

Hey... The ending fell a bit flat..too prosey ... Did you intend to mispell "too"? That kind of threw me off. I am sorry you had a traumatic childhood. Mine sucked too. ?

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Paul Carroll

thank you for your comment ,, spelling is my down fall , was never good at that , 
again thank you for your comment 
paul o carroll 

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