Poetry

Getting through it

 Getting through it

It was hard at the pier to say good-bye
To hide the tears welling up in my eyes
I know it must be hard for you too
But were getting through it me and you
It never gets easier to say good-bye
It gets harder and harder for you too
But were getting through it, me and you
Your son wants to know
Where did Daddy go? I say to work
He gives me a look as if he knew and says
"Mommy we'll get through it me and you."
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