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Years Late, Out Loud

by The QuillOak Editors

1I was the boy who said “I'm fine”

2and shut the door, and kept it shut.

3You'd leave a plate outside my room

4and never ask me why, or what.

5I'm grown now, and I understand

6the patience that it must have cost.

7So here it is, years late, out loud:

8thank you, Mom. None of it was lost.

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Poem
Years Late, Out Loud
Poet
The QuillOak Editors
Length
8 lines
Form
Rhyming Poems, Lyric Poem
Themes
Poems About Mom, Family

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8 lines · 2 quatrains
Line length
Long metre. Four eight-syllable lines (8.8.8.8), the hymn stanza's longer cousin.
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Full text · United States · reviewed 2026-07-18
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