I know mate
We just don’t see Mum anymore
I know you watch the windows
Listen for the garage door
And
When you lie beside her bed
I know
She’s not there anymore
I know mate
The big white car doesn’t come home
And
Turn into the drive
You don’t bounce out to the shed
Anymore
As though she was alive
It’s breaking me mate
And
I know you’re just a dog
But it’s breaking you
We both loved mum my boy
And
I desperately wish I could explain
Why?
Mum won’t be back again
I know what you feel,i dont know when my mum’s coming back and neither dose my puppy.
Your poems are really good. =]
We’re in Mr. Phil Buttigieg’s year 10 extension english class. He is a good teacher. (:
We are Mr. Buttigieg’s homies, we taught him how to talk like a gangster haha =D
Yeah, anyway, i really enjoyed your poems.
From Keshiiii and Shakiraaaaaaa.
Sad indeed, but well done Poet.
Love this poem Paul.
Phil