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Do You Know

Do you remember when we were kids
feeling like we could conquer the world
and knowing that were never did?
Do you remember when you turned away
forsaking our kinship for the brother
who taught you the other rotten plays?
Do you remember the quietness
that you rambled a way into life,
thinking, it was a forbidden badness?
Do you know the pain of never knowing
the insinuations inflicted on me
which destroyed love from growing?
Do you know how much we miss it all
when we used to talk and think
without the angry ones who stall?
Do you know my love for you forsakes 
the pain and forgives the ignorance
of the unenlightened fearing quakes? 
We have grown past the frustration
of the indeterminate confusion
for us and everyone else’s elation.
Tell me why my life is a testament 
to the betterment of the family unit
unlike the blindness of resentment. 
Seeing sadly how it will come to be,
you will end up aware at once
with some sense of sentimentality.
T.M. Prada 
Copyright © 2013 
*It’s like a one-sided, fragmented conversation. This is how I’d like to ask questions of some people if I ever could. Life and people get in the way.
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About Terri Prada

Writer/Poet/Wife/Mother with 3 copyrighted manuscripts: 1 is a Fantasy novel from 1994 (Updated 2013 for Publishing on Amazon/Kindle Direct) and the other 2 are for Volumes I & II in a book of poetry co-authored with aunt, Candace Clawson from 2008 & 2013 (Published also on Amazon/Kindle Direct in Oct 2013). Born in Renton, WA and grew up about 20 miles from where Bob Dylan grew up. Currently working on another volume of poems.

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