General Poetry posted September 20, 2010 | Chapters: | ...69 70 -71- 72... |
Material Love and abuse Vs Gods love and love
A chapter in the book Emotions of Love and Life
My Mom
by Angel Debbie
My Mom
My Mom so beautiful and pure, Got three beautiful children that's for sure For her family of five Most times love wasn't alive For two girls and a son Mom and Dad were not always fun. See Dad, was material, Mom was Love They clashed like a mixed pair of glove From time to time so long ago Mom should have told Dad to blow But the God's love Mom did hold Her heart was always filled with a pot of gold. Loving us kids as though no tomorrow Getting Love from Dad was her sorrow. A romp in the sack Dad was fine Anything more he was blind. Mom was afraid of Dad way back when I saw this before I was even ten. She had secret friends I know. Just to fix the things we kids broke so Dad wouldn't know. Dad would come home in a bad mood from work And you didn't act up or Dad would go berserk Brother was a terror of a child He had problems and was so wild Dad had problems accepting his son Used his daughter for his fun Mom and daughter stopped abuse on her son Getting whipped by a belt buckle was not fun Leaving welts on Mom and I Went to my room and sure did cry. Mom would come later to check on me Brought me ice cream and wanted to see My marks by Dad hitting on me; I loved my brother more then he could see Even though my bother had his problems that didn't bother me As the years of abuse took its toll My Mom was no ordinary mole. She loved us kids with all her heart To her death this did not part. My Mom clinged to life and us kids And caught us kids in lots of fibs. Fibs she could not control To save her mortal soul Us kids covered alot of turmoil in our home That's why we all went our separate ways to roam To this day I think of Mom and the tender love she gave For all the loving light she had, she could light the darkest cave. Starving for love and affection from whom she loved most On that special day of her life her marriage post. Lost and never found, Dad wasn't with her on her dying day He was romping with another woman in the hay. Life's not fair But I the daughter sure was there. To let Mom know she was loved and going home Where all the beauty will be for her to roam. God please take care of Mom, I love her so I just want to hug her so I miss you Mom, I hope Grandmas there You and her made such a loving pair. Love unconditionally and eternal, |
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