You can say something, and find yourself in court for slander, you can sell someone a faulty item and get done for fraud, though having someone believe that they are bringing up a child that isn’t theirs isn’t a criminal offence. Go figure!
Child of Tears
Sitting alone by my side by the river,
knowing you have a promise to deliver,
throwing stones together into the water,
I need to know if my daughter really is my daughter,
it has been so many years,
is she just my child of tears.
Her face reflected in the cool running stream,
a face of deceit so it would seem,
soon I must hear the truth from her,
I cast my mind back to how we were,
now it has been so many years,
but am I right in all my fears.
An answered prayer was born to me,
through the gift of life she came to be,
I thought her mine through all her days,
she turned my life around in so many ways,
will you answer all my fears,
that I have carried all these years.
Our child was growing in your womb,
I couldn’t believe that it was happening so soon,
you lead me to think that the child was mine,
but you’ve been lying all this time,
after I’ve devoted all these years,
will you make her a child of tears.
Your pregnancy seemed like a dream,
to you how disposable did I seem,
how you touched my heart and took my hand,
how much of my life had you got planned,
a daughter mine I’ve shed my tears,
how have you lied through all these years.
Smiles walk through the summer night,
joyful tears cried for this new-born light,
like a candle shining in the dark,
my love for her lives in my heart,
but how have you slept all these years,
have you shed any tears.
She was born to me at summers dawn,
my love won’t die for her now truth is born,
I looked her selfish soul deep in the eye,
my heart was broken but I, I wouldn’t cry,
deep down I knew when she was young,
but to all my hopes, I’ve dearly clung.
She said she isn’t yours now can I please go home,
here is your heart back and well thanks for the loan,
I pushed her head into the water,
she said my little girl is not my daughter,
my blood or not whatever may,
God gave a child to me that day,
my blood or not whatever may,
God gave a child to me that day.
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