poemetry

2021-4-16

i think it’s clear
my parents let me down
just as i
let my children down.
my mother went one direction,
my dad another,
and i’ve been wandering
ever since,
my chance for a life
built on solid ground
taken from me
before i even began.
thankfully,
i’m not dead yet,
so i can fix
what i can fix.
thankfully,
i’m still here,
so my kids & i
can take advantage
of making the choice
to let love
guide us
to Sunday mornings
now and then
with coffee
sweet rolls
and plans
for next time.

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