July 4, 2017July 4, 2017 JLG Soured #PoetTues 7/4 Written March, 2017, this poem doesn’t celebrate. Rather, it serves as a reminder that some pains never go away. Hunger in the United States is very real, especially for children, the disabled, and the elderly. Soured Mom cried as we emptied the fridge And so did I Not because we couldn’t replace things But over memories Of empty plates and growling bellies – New appliances can’t heal old wounds Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading...