I loved you more.
I gave foolishly.
You left us to our own devices.
This is not my state, it's your fate.
I learned I was fine when time came around and shook me.
I had this precious gift.
She filled my days and nights.
I still wanted you.
She made me laugh and sigh.
She wanted to know where her daddy was;
I said you were working.
She n' I rode bikes n' scooters n' walked our dog together.
She n' I covered the driveway with funky, psychedelic flowers & hop scotch & butterflies
Using big colored chalk. We even swam in our pool.
I still wanted you.
I raked leaves in to big piles - she n' I ran full steam ahead- jumped in n' laughed till we cried.
I took her to so many Disney movies and play dates too.
She loved to play with pill bugs n' gave em names n' homes in shoe boxes-
Made of grass n' leaves n' tiny stones.
I helped her with her homework and drove carpool.
She was my solace, you know.
On all those empty nights- she still asked where her daddy was;
I lied and said working.
My baby and I had a beautiful life.
I can't change point or place.
I feel haggard.
I'm so tired.
I don't want you.
She comes to mind.
I'm no fool.
You have such audacity.
You want me?
I don't love you anymore.
Not like that.
I'm not sure what happened.
I'm left in outfield -wandering there
Hanging on to my bottle of wine.
Guess I'll be fine...
Till I wake again n' realize
I don't want you.
She's not here.
And neither were you...
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Author:
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- Published: December 12th, 2021 13:10
- Comment from author about the poem: My only child died.
- Category: Reflection
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