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I can remember being seven old
Having that circuled around in a bowl
I would the forest burn
and to the wind blow
I remember the table, the drapes, and the
The dark everything: decoration, styling
Most of all, I can my mother smiling
out and faded, my hometown was scrappy
More than she wanted us to be happy
Little to eat and back and forth to the
She was right, it's better to be if possible
But the old man was under attack and was
And to beat us several times a week
He lived like a king even though we were poor
I tried to be and careful what I wished for
My outside ached, my inside
The leather belt had replaced his tongue
Not how to run or how
to hit the
A white picket was built
a pit of snakes
Both a and frightening,
the thunder and the
These were the sounds and
of a thousand
My mother, the fish, staging eternal
Charades and parades, for the raging
Wanting to be happy, all the while
Asking me always: "Why you ever smile?"
And show me how to do it,
and wife
It was the saddest smile I ever saw in my
It hurt than death but for her sake I tried
And one day all of those died
Hurricane, fire, out of control
Eyes open, floating on the water in the
And when my came home,
he walked the door
And those fish to the cat
on the kitchen
And the wind too and I was still a child
And the of us watched as my mother smiled