Grew Up Too Soon: Finale

432af-sadness

 

VII.

Did it ever occur to her
that the only untruths lie
within the psyche of her?

And it’s a sad, sad world
when the woman who delivers the young on this earth
is the very one that causes the most hurt.

To those sisters, I love you
and wish I could rub away each bruise
gained from your losses of innocence
and growing up too soon.

©ª

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Poet, short story writer, and aspiring novelist. This blog details my writing journey and everything in between: supporting other writers, doing a feature column and serving as editor-in-chief for All Authors Magazine Online.

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Posted in national poetry month 2013

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