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She is not Me

Mourning for a life that never was

By Cat BrooksPublished 2 years ago • Updated 2 years ago • 1 min read
She is not Me
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There are some damsels who get rescued by the handsome prince.

Some ladies are swept off their feet by romantic gents.

Some women will find the love of their lives.

He'll get down on one knee, then they'll dance to their song,

and then nine months later baby comes along.

Woman becomes mother and house becomes home.

Then mom says goodbye to her babies all grown,

as they go out into the world to make families of their own.

Then mom turns to grandma as families come home.

Surrounded by love, she is never alone.

She is the woman I wished I could be,

but she is not, and will never be me.

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Cat Brooks

It was me and you Gumpy, together till the end. Heaven is a real place and I'll see you there again.

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    Written by Cat Brooks