Hand From The Grave.

Hand From The Grave.

A Poem by SmittyJas
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Where will your hands be after your burial-Photo 6 challenge Picture this.

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My Mother Told my since I was young
That if I ever raised my hand and hit  my mother
The when I die My Hands would stick out of my Grave
Now this I  feared so I never hIt my mother dear
and I never wanted   to disappoint her
In any moment  of my life
She  Gave me Life
I gave her respect
With Love and understanding
So I know when I go
I won't be disgraced
and have them hands extended from my Grave
I loved MY mother from my Birth  
Till the day she passed away and forevermore.

© 2016 SmittyJas


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Hi SnittyJas, what a lesson to be taught and learned. Reason enough never to hit your mother, for sure. That is a scary thought. Imagine if this were to truly happen. The flesh would be eaten from the bones before rotting. Creepy, for sure. Aside from a few grammar issues, I'd say your thought process is very good. There is a lesson to be learned here! Thank you for your entry into the Picture Poem This contest and I do hope you will continue to give this contest a try! Kudos

Posted 9 Years Ago



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SmittyJas
SmittyJas

Pittsburgh, PA



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Hi My name is Jim been writing poetry for nine years started on AOL with a few new friends on a tuesday night poetry night. We would meet and post poetry and learn from each other and I learned a lot .. more..