To The Tortured Soul Of My Son's Girlfriend Poem by Sallie Howson

To The Tortured Soul Of My Son's Girlfriend



I really adore you Paola.
You’re such an original one
With your high ideals
And crazy ideas
And the love that you have for my son.

But that love is becoming dependence
Paranoia is sneaking in
And the pills and the rest
Mean you’re not at your best
And your essence has gone in the bin.

Won’t you just try to get back to us?
Won’t you just try to let us in?
Don’t you see that these hearts
Are missing some parts
Till you come back to fill them again?

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Susan Williams 12 September 2020

I was expecting vituperation since it was addressed to your son's girlfriend but what I see is honesty and caring. Wow for the poem, wow for your heart

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Simone Inez Harriman 07 November 2015

Sallie this poem is beautifully penned. It's very sad when people change due to the ways they cope or not cope. It is lovely that you had opened your hearts knowing that the essence of this young lady may relate in more of a healthier way

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