Marital Separation

H Hebert Logerie Hebert Logerie
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Dear son I am no longer at home Oh! Christ I left the premise I'm tired of vain discussions Which won't go anywhere except in the trash I only want to hear pretty and lovely songs Time is too precious and life too good To throw them into the pond of mediocrity Really, I want to end my life in beauty And in peace. Your mother refuses to change I have made enough sacrifices and compromises In her big head, she's always right She has too many counselors and false friends Dear son, I must go But, I won't abandon you for any reason I will now spend more time with you I will take my tasks seriously. Believe me I will never stop loving you Since I have nothing against you The situation is difficult. I must go It's hard. I don't know if I'll be able to sleep Tonight. Everything bothers me. I must leave I want my peace and my freedom. Copyright © January 2020, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved. Hébert Logerie is the author of several poetry collections.

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