my biological
you dropped me off
at my mama’s house
early one saturday morn’
i haven’t seen your face
before or since
the day i was born
they say you in love
with ms. hennessey
they say you like
that cheap wine
me and my three siblings
we’re struggling
but we’re doing just fine
©2013 tjroach
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I adore your honesty in this piece. Reminds me of a piece I wrote on Mother’s Day:
It’s Mother’s Day and how I celebrate all the great mothers in the world! The strong women who devoted their lives into raising wonderful children.
But today I particularly celebrate everyone who grew up without the warmth of a mother’s arms, the loving voice of rebuke, the soft tears of a mother’s prayers. I celebrate you today for you didn’t allow her absence deter you presence on earth. You fought through, you stood still and you still believe in being a good mother to others regardless.
I celebrate all the strong women out there who are not strong by their physical strength but by the strength of their character, the abundance of love in their big hearts and by their scarred knees spent in praying for their families.
-Dainty M.
Sorry this is pretty long. But I’m proud of the person you turned out to be, it reflects on your blog! 🙂 God bless you for sharing.
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Wow Dainty…
When you shoot a bullet, you never know the target that you’re going to hit. Thanks for your lovely response!
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I’m sorry.
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I wrote this to tell someone else’s story….
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I see. Very nice of you.
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