Dare To Compare
Gonna compare the two who do i choose?
My mom was there off and on,
my dad was there dusk to dawn.
Mom's been gone so long,
need someone to count on.
My dads got my back we share a special bond.
My mom stabbed us in the back our possessions got pawned,
while wearing a blindfold our family was conned.
So, now she is gone.
poem by Tamara Fowler
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