I know what you did last night,
And the night before,
And all those other times,
when you said you were at work;
I know what you did,
But I am bidding my time,
Getting my coins,
So I can- Pack my bag.
I know what you did,
though we’ve got two kids,
And another on the way,
Who would have
Looked up to you;
And Lord knows I tried,
To see if you’ll change your ways,
But there is nothing remorseful,
In what you do, or say.
I know what you did,
And now that she’s arrived-
My little bundle of joy,
My bags are out of the house.
And maybe you’ll see the light,
And someday change your ways,
But that’s a trouble for another woman,
‘Cause I am done with your page.
Prompt: Day 11 (Night), day 12 (change). This poem is in response to December Poetry Challenge, 31 poems in 31 days.
Ohhh I love this! I feel like giving the speaker of the poem a huge high five and hug. Go her! I love her strength and struggle that this poem portrayed simultaneously and I just love the power in the ending.
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I know right?! Me too. Thank you very much Jade 😄
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Whoa! You told him! I love how you did it so smoothly! Great job!
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Hahaha, ohh yess I did. Thank you Joy 😄
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Wow – just wow!!
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😄 Thank you very much 😄
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My pleasure – I’m enjoying your writing!
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So adorable poem and felt so touched reading it. I too loved her strength, that even after having three kids she was on the road, but she did not give up. Too good.
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Nice!!
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Thank you 😊
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Ah, moving on. Nothing like moving on and feeling STRONG behind it!!
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I know right?! Thank you very much 😊
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Hi! I am having a blog party through out the weekend, feel free to stop by introduce yourself and drop a link to your blog. You have the chance to visit others and meet new people 😊
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