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The Circle Comes Around
years of anger and distrust ceased when age cripples they become too frail for our hearts to ignore my mother with alzheimers goes where her mind directs my father is now a feeble old man with many regrets we are what they learned on the circle comes around i find all my past emotions going home to roost i no longer hate my parents for what youth did to them they tried to do their best with crippled childhoods talking with my father melted all the bitterness we are what they learned on the circle comes around she is buried somewhere deep within herself hes an old man unable to walk missing his little girl i sit here wondering how it all came to pass memories still sees them in their younger days we are what they learned on the circle comes around we sit and think this through the passing of time as children our parents sometimes terrorized us as we became adults a slight metamorphose occurs today we see them with so much pity and love we are what they learned on the circle comes around Vote for this poem
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