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Daddy, Why?
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Daddy, why is it that you
the truth can not ever see
When the reality of it is
that a father you’ll never be?
Oh daddy, why do you always
blame things you’ve done on me?
And come to think about it
you did the same to mommy.
Oh daddy, I really do hope
that there will come a day
When you will open your eyes
and see it in another way
For it’s what you have done
and the things that you say
Which have pushed me so far
that I just had to get away
And now you’ve turned your back
on your daughters one, two, three
As you cry out to the world
“How could they do this to me?! “
Oh daddy, I really do pray
you wake up to the reality
That this was never how
I wanted for it to be
But you can’t keep treating others
like they’re dirt under your feet
Daddy, I wish you could see
that it’s only yourself you defeat
When the time comes for you
the end of life to meet
Remember with God you’re alone
standing before His judgement seat!
Teresa Marie 1/9/12 ©
For my three abandoned girls
I love you all, one, two, three!
Dreams Are
Dreams
shall become
as our realities
When
failures aren’t
seen as finalities
Teresa Marie 12/26/11 ©
Thursday Poets Rally Week 59
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On My Private Island – Free Write Friday
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In my fantasy world
is my private island
Where everything is easy
for me to understand
Unlike the one here
when in all reality
Becomes way too much
to bear in its totality
I make my escape
to a magical kingdom
Where I have rule
over what does come
For it is there
that I am free
To be anyone that
I want to be
And on this Island
a joyous life live
Far from the one
of give, give, give
In my fantasy kingdom
everyone is kind
When I am there
I have peace of mind
Although I cannot stay
on this island forever
I find that when there
any storm I can weather
So I make sure
regularly to visit
And I really don’t think
that’s so bad, is it?
Teresa Marie 12/23/11 ©
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A World of Fantasy
In a world of fantasy
I wish that I could be
Where there is no reality
bearing down hard on me
With magical creatures to see
replacing a life of insanity
As my cry for humanity
goes unheeded by the authority
I would be in such ecstasy
without any fearful expectancy
Of this ending in some tragedy
before she can be free!
Teresa Marie 11/21/11































