Leta Dungan Poems

I miss you every single day
I miss your laughter, such a sweet sound
I miss the way we used to laugh and play
but now my tears fall to the silent ground
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This old mug's been around awhile
Been chipped and cracked and shattered
been called old and outta style
been beaten, bruised and battered
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From as far back as I can recollect
I have never meshed with any other
I've tried to fit in but I can't quite connect
Not even with my mother or brother
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Flaxen haired angel, son of mine.
You scatter the clouds and bring sunshine.

Through it all your heart stayed true.
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My dear sweet prince
hear your mother's plight!

How she lost her heart
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