#tbt

For the first time in years,
the kids were coming home
and this lonely mother
would not be alone.
She baked and she cooked
and she slaved away
while her wayward sons
fought and bickered all day.

Those two sons
never wanted to return
except to hurt one another
and watch the other burn.
Little did they know
this would be their last
chance to find peace
and put the past in the past.

For the first time in years,
the kids were coming home
and this lonely mother
wanted to be alone.
She baked and she cooked
and she slaved away
and with a drop of poison,
she kept her sons with foul play.

© Autumn Siders 2014
#tbt

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