The little children scurry to play at a day so bliss
It was a moment truly missed
Dearest momma, please don't cry, it isn't the last you'll see them
She pulls out photos from the past
They won't forget, they won't cope, memories are always vast
What a rough day of play
Children smell only of perfume
Momma's covering her miserable smoke
Why must momma's distress resume?
Forgetting you is a cruel joke
Your nest will never betray
You're cracked up, just like an egg
It's not what you think, stop painting yourself gray
Momma please stop, I love you, don't make me beg
Poem About Mother Not Seeing Children Often
Mother Never Forgotten
Published: August 2011
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