His heart broken by her careless
words directed at his pain,
as she left with their son
emptying his pockets,
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and tearing his heart.
He beats back the tears;
and the loneliness of
the silence, of their shared
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home pared of his peace.
Mates pat him on the back
where his son rode, on his
broad shoulders, laughing
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and shouting to his mother
who has smothered his hopes
of footie games, rugby and
being with his Dad. A phone is
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now how they speak, and share
feeling for the right words,
trying not to break her rules
recalling the reality of a
future,
further
fractured.
