.....
Dry-eyed my body sat
While I from other-where
Observed this one called "daughter"
As she sang her songs of life;
It's joys, its pain
.............and wondered
....
What have I to do with her?
Or she with me,
This child my body bore:
The baby my heart desired;
..............it seemed forevermore?
...
She was what she was:
Never a baby,
Though I adored, hugged and nursed
What I could hold of
................Precious, beautiful, talented.
..
Strength grown out of fear and pain,
Confused: other-worldly mired in manifest.
I watched, adored and often feared;
Did what I did,
................And prayed.
...
Tonight I lost regrets and guilt,
For what she is
Was born of the good and the bad:
Upon her the Gods smile.
....
I adore...and wonder;
What had I to do with her,
Or she with me?
...................She is what she is.
....
From Life's A Bitch by GeoE
Charlotte 12/17/90 on graduation HLCC
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Sunday, December 13, 2009
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