A poem to the family I never really knew…. (not including my children…of course!)

There was a time in my life when I wondered why.
Many a time, I sat and cried.
Many a night I couldn’t sleep…
Many a memory I never had to keep.
So many holidays spent all alone.
Too many birthdays wasted and gone.
Way to much time, spent wondering why…
No one cared if I lived or I died.
How can any one forget a little girl
with dark brown eyes left alone, watching the world.
Well, times have changed but I’m still all alone.
I don’t know your faces, I’ve never visited your home.
But I believe it was all time that was somehow well spent.
At least I’m not like you…and thats worth a mint.

Copyright © 2010

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