I don't often write poems... Thought I'd give it a go though! The first one is very old.
Anna, my best friend at primary school who went off to some fancy boarding school in Scotland. She was really nice and I do miss her, but she had new friends and so do I :) My flame is needed elsewhere......!!
That sounds like a depressing situation, and I'm sorry that you were in it. I'm not sure what you mean.... I'm not a mother; I wrote this for a friend of mine.
I wish i had a mother just like you... She burned her candle at both ends and there was nothing left for me.