Monday, May 12, 2003

WORDS CAN BE AS SHARP AS A KNIFE


Sometimes it hurts me so much to say the things I have never meant to say to you. I know that’s not the way to change you. I am not as patient as those mothers you find in the fairy tale books or movies. I am a mother in reality. As I sit at my desk in the office, I remember those words that I said to you yesterday and this morning. I remember your expressions while listening to all those words. I saw the anger mixed with hurt in your eyes. A deep moan was echoing in my heart. I’m sorry Angel. Should those words discourage you, but it wasn’t meant to be that way.

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