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A Poem by mabel mae
they’ll never know the you i got to meet.
© 2024 mabel mae
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So much to contemplate here Mabel. This brevity speaks to me about death. I thought about my Dad here in particular and that he never got the chance to meet my grandchildren. He died in his prime. I would love my grandchildren to have known my Dad, I have raised them. My Dad would have loved them. Your brevity was a gift. It allowed my mind to drift. I thank you for that.
Chris
Posted 2 Weeks Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
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I agree with Chris....
I'll never know the them they got to meet.
Grandparents...I never met two of mine.
That is how I related to this.
j.
Posted 2 Weeks Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
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So much to contemplate here Mabel. This brevity speaks to me about death. I thought about my Dad here in particular and that he never got the chance to meet my grandchildren. He died in his prime. I would love my grandchildren to have known my Dad, I have raised them. My Dad would have loved them. Your brevity was a gift. It allowed my mind to drift. I thank you for that.
Chris
Posted 2 Weeks Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
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Added on April 30, 2024
Last Updated on April 30, 2024
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mabel maenowhere, shh
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hi i’m mabel and i have been writing poetry for quite some time now. if you wish to keep reading, i must have you know two things; 1. i’m not a real person, merely just a soul, and 2. i ha.. more..
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