Poem -
End Of The Story
I don’t think I can stay much longer,
I might overstay my welcome.
You should be glad I’m no longer your problem—
After all, you only needed me for my moola.
Yeah, I knew we wouldn’t be acknowledged
As our mother’s children,
For we are children of broken homes.
Father was never in the picture,
But I can gladly say,
“He was never our father to begin with.”
He may have donated his sperm,
But that’s where the story ends.
Gwen.P
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Hey GWEN!!.....unfortunately, this is the case in SO many families across the globe.....fathers NOT involved.......somehow I think because it's so prevalent....that there must be a common denominator as to why so many fathers are not involved with there familys......I just don't know what that might be......cool write.....I pray that this all comes to an amicable conclusion in your family .....I am your cyber-friend and admirer......T xo ❤✴??✴❤??
Hey Tony! ?.. Yeah but my father's never been there for us! I don't know why he married my mother in the first place ??. But the funny thing is? I've written about this just before I went to sleep. I don't know why but sometimes the weather makes me remember the past?? & Seriously I agree with what your saying! But whatever I'm just glad I can type this ? poem down ? but thank you so much my friend ?