Friday, January 2, 2015

Richard Schnap- A Poem


I listen to the rain
And think of my mother
Leaning over me

Whispering my name
Over and over
As tears filled her eyes

She was a sad woman
Married to a brute
From an evil family

Who she tried to rescue
From his pit of despair
Till he pulled her in with him

Now when it rains
I remember that night
When she hovered over me

A crippled angel
Unable to take me
And fly away

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