Apples On The Ground Poem by Britt Veloso
Apples On The Ground
Oldest in a family of none.
I will wake one day if I run
No one to catch me when I fall
Running away like a child from all your calls
You mean nothing in my universe
I can only speak on what you disburse
Remember I raised your family
Remember you left
Do not stand tall
There's time and money I need to collect
Thursday, March 17, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: family
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