Mom and Dad Mom and DadI’m sorry I wentBut, I had to goIt had to be soHe was so sweetYet, I was so weakHe took advanceI was only 14What should I do?He was 30I’m not aloneMom, don’t cryDaddy, I’m sorryI’m and angel now Others are Reading Bachelors, Beauties and Birds: Picnics Aren’t Always Perfect I Wish I was a Tralfamadorian Posted by john in Prose Tweet People Who Read This Also Read: Something Terrible, a Poem of Inner Fear in the Soul Abused Destiny Discrimination in College. Will You Be Aware when it Happens? Oil of Olay Frog Leave a Reply Cancel replyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment * Name * Email * Website Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment. Prove You\'re Human * + 6 = ten