Handwriting on the Wall
A
weary mother returned from the store,
Awaiting her arrival was her 8 year old son,
"While I was out playing and Dad was on a call,
It's on the new paper you just hung in the den.
She let out a moan and furrowed her brow,
She emptied her arms and with a purposeful stride,
She called his full name as she entered his room.
For the next ten minutes, she ranted and raved
Lamenting all the work it would take to repair,
The more she scolded, the madder she got,
She headed for the den to confirm her fears.
The message she read pierced her soul with a dart.
Well, the wallpaper remained, just as she found it,
A reminder to her, and indeed to all,
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