I remember seen you a lot
when I was much younger
I hear my sister call you
mom!
But, I don’t know you as that
Who Are You
Once smaller, I saw more
of your backside then anything
I can’t remember you, but
your face looks like a memory.
When I call out for my mother,
I see my nana take care of me
Where have you been?
I just turned the big 2,
no call to say HBD!
I hear my sister asking for mom,
but I know not of her.
So Who Are You
Last time I saw you, I didn’t run
to you and jump for joy and
say mom.
Am I missing something?
Nana is there for all my
needs!
Who Are You
You left me over a year ago
we no regrets, not much of
fighter either.
I’m not complaining
I just don’t know you.
Who Are You Again?
2/24/12
PoeticJourney
Poem is dedicated to my loves. If you haven’t read addiction, make sure to check it out to get where I’m coming from. My little man actually saw his mother around Christmas, but doesn’t know who she is. My little lady knows her mother. So true story. Do Enjoy!
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