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Jounielle
A seven-month life
inside a woman's womb
One day for the world to see
Neither I nor my mother
have laid eyes on thee
Alas! A picture in my mind
could never be...
Happiness lost
But guilty to think
it's one less burden
*this is for my cousin's baby Jounielle
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Comment by: sudipal - 2007-04-13 10:33
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| I agree that this is a sad poem. But it is not just the subject matter that is sad, but the way it was written, its tone, that helps supply a worthy way of relating the content. |
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Comment by: PANDORA - 2007-04-02 12:30
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Though sad, I know this feeling.
I do not want kids. I don't know if I will change my mind later in life, but like you said I do not want the burden. It is horrible and selfish I know.
There is, however, a little part of me that would love to be in love with someone and have his kid.
It really is a conflict which you have written very well.** |
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sad poem...but well-written, good job
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sad poem...but well-written, good job
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Comment by: Anne - 2007-03-28 01:24
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Very sad. Like Freda I feel the painful words and the irony.
Well written
Anne |
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