Something Lost


Screaming,
Fighting.
The mother and daughter sit there,
Spewing words at one another other.
The daughter is furious,
The mother just upset.
The girl gets up,
Spits out three words.
I. Hate. You.
Then walks away.
The mother just sits there for a moment,
Sadness etched across her face.

The next morning the mothers gone.
Moved on to a better place.
The news is like a blasting bullet,
Finding its way deep into the girl's soul.
The tears stream down her face.
Pure misery.
The last words she spoke to her
Were of anger and rage.
Now she will never get to see her face,
Or feel those loving hands.
Time is too short to take advantage.
Grasp the moment.
Live the present, cherish the past and await the future

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