by Stryderthorongil
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 35,000 poems.
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Waaah! Thank God she came back! I remember my first year in college, and I found out my mom had to work on Christmas day and I cried for about an hour.... thinking of what Christmas would be like without her. Hope this was fictional, even with the happy ending it is traumatic.
What a strong poem. I sincerely hope that the story you tell is a little embellished, and that mommy did not disappear for two whole weeks. It certainly brought a lump to my throat as I read it, though. Well done!