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Mother, dearest,
Mother, dearest,
How shall I start?
Cups of tea and
pleasantry remarks
will no longer due
for as nightfall settled in
I heard you rapping on another man’s chamber door.
Your actions,
father, dearest surely
will deplore.
Mother, dearest,
such class you have!
Whilst father slumbered
you were out
flaunting feathers like a peacock.
Those sauntering, buffoons
spilling brandy and whistling merry tunes.
Mother, dearest,
I used to care.
Your silky, dresses grazed
my cheek
sweet sounding tunes rocked me to sleep.
I watched as you dabbed
satin, streaks of rouge
and candy blush
on ivory skin.
Mother, dearest
How shall this end?
To what pleasure do I
owe seeing you again?
Your frame looks sunken,
rather thin,
you reach out for a warm embrace
I turn away, fingers trembling
at your touch.
To my chagrin, our family ties
mere memories of what might of been
are cast astray,
forevermore, they shall stay that way.
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