OUR MUM , US AND HER DYSLEXA
Our mum , was a total 100% dyslexic and WORD BLIND,Not a word could our mum read , ''a'' , she could read tho,
It must be saide,
To say our mum waas enveouse , is well a bit soft to say,
More jelesasey than envy, I have to say to be honist with
You,
Our dad loved books , to read the papers on a sunday,
Whach a foren film , with subtitales,
Now our mum could not enter , be apart of that world of words,
So our mum would start a conversation,''I like her hair, her her dress or what
eaver,
Till me dad put down the paper or book , changed channels of the T V ,
This achevde , our mum , would then wach the telly, saying no more,
Our dad affter a little while, thinking our mum, was engrossed in the telly,
Would pick up the paper or book, mum notiseing this would start again an
inaine coment about the show on T V,
As kids we three , learnt to read, for my sis, Kathleen, it was a strugle
and still is , but she srugles on , Anne was competant,
But for our mum , jelousey , grew , eaver strongere ., in laiter years affter our
dad pop his clogs , our mum , did to us what she did to our dad, distrackted us
from reading ,
We were ALL victims of our mums word blindes , dyslexia as much as she.
Ken D Williams. (ALL RIGHTS RESERVDE)
Poetry by ken d williams
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Written on 2007-07-07 at 20:44
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