Long Time Coming

She works patiently all day
Waiting for a kind word to come her way
She's made everything just right
This time she's certain there will be no fight
But that's not true at all
A single picture hangs crooked on the wall
The last statue that was her mother's
He had destroyed all of the others
He picks it up and slams it down
Now it's nothing but shiny pieces on the ground
She know's she's not supposed to cry
Even though inside she's about to die
How much more can she take
Glass isn't all he's managed to break
She's made up her mind
Tomorrow he gets left far behind
He wakes up at first light
And realizes something isn't quite right
Bright red paint catches his eye
One word says it all. GOODBYE

(Don't worry I've not had this happen to me. I really don't know where my poetry ideas come from. They just kind of hit me unexpectedly, but those are the best kind.)

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