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Mother May I

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Chris Goodman
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0 posted 03-17-2000 11:35 PM       View Profile for Chris Goodman   Email Chris Goodman   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Chris Goodman

She stumbled over his body
he guarded the gates while
she swallowed the vodka.
His little sister wrapped her
small frame around the Christmas
teddy.  The little guy kept
her safe from the boogy man
in the closet.  There wasn't much
else.
She passed out on the kitchen floor
after knocking down the blue lamp causing
it to crack a little.  He just began to
weep over her large frame, but nothing
would wake her.  
Little boy and little lost girl
silently wept themselves to sleep.
By morning the woman awoke and
fixed herself a cup of java.
She asked the kids if they were
hungry only to fix them nothing.
The fridge was naked with an old
beer can and a couple of onions.
Mother sent Naples to the store
with a coupon.  She was to get the
doughnuts.  Oooh, yummy tin doughnuts with
sugar.  Maybe, just maybe if there was enough
stamps we could buy a little milk for dipping.
Naples arrived back with doughnuts and milk
for breakfast.  Every morsel, crumb and piece
was gone in a matter of minutes.  It was
now time for the clean.  The glass around the room from the lamp would be dangerous if not swept up.  Mother decided to take a nap and let the kids clean up.  The kids knew that today was a new day and if they just cleaned and didn't complain everything would be better this time.  SO all day they scrubbed on their hands and knees and even managed to borrow a few smokes from a friend of mothers.  When mother awoke is was perfect.  The small house was shiny.  Cigarettes were next to the coffee cup and the can of pork was roasting on the stove.  Mother didn't say much except that she would be back at midnight and to keep the doors locked.  The little boy and little girl locked eyes and knew what they had to do.  This time they both had to guard the gate, they were tired of doing it alone.

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1 posted 03-17-2000 11:49 PM       View Profile for Denise   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Denise

Ah, this is such a sad story. Very sad.

Denise
Chris Goodman
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2 posted 03-17-2000 11:51 PM       View Profile for Chris Goodman   Email Chris Goodman   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Chris Goodman

It is my story.  The short version.  


 Blue Moon
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3 posted 03-18-2000 01:58 AM       View Profile for Marge Tindal   Email Marge Tindal   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Marge Tindal's Home Page   View IP for Marge Tindal

Chris~
This is riveting.
*HUGS*
~*Marge*~


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4 posted 03-19-2000 06:08 AM       View Profile for RainbowGirl   Email RainbowGirl   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit RainbowGirl's Home Page   View IP for RainbowGirl

Chris: Big hugs sweetheart

 I love the way I look in your eyes, I'm just me tho'...
We are all works in progress, no?

Pepper
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5 posted 03-19-2000 12:03 PM       View Profile for Pepper   Email Pepper   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Pepper

Chris,
Your piece grabbed my heart and tugged
.......
So very sad ...
Excellent writing ...
Sending Hugs .......
Shannon


 A soul that writes from the heart and shares it, truly gives a gift extraordinaire!
Shannon





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6 posted 03-19-2000 12:39 PM       View Profile for Gemini   Email Gemini   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Gemini

Chris, my heart goes out to you.  Very sad piece, very well written.  Take care my friend.  Gods speed.
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