Degorram Posted September 20, 2010 Report Posted September 20, 2010 You words. You frustrate me. I find you… annoying. Like children you avoid me only when I need you. But when I am busy you crowd, thrusting your paper frogs and scribbled coloring books up against my nose. When I want to be alone, you are hungry. You make a mess of the kitchen unsupervised. When I am tired, you want to play. Hide and seek! Yet I seek, and you cannot be found. I reach for the door, and it is locked. And I am left clutching at a tiny, faded dress, weeping over what I once knew and lost too soon.
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