Mother Child Poem
A child's long journey to find her mother. Will she be happy to see her? Will she find what she's looking for?
I Know...
©
Latifa S. Johnson
They said she was on drugs and I was only a child;
They said 'go on with my life, have fun for a while'...
But what they didn't understand is where their hearts wouldn't go;
Is the love that existed, and what I did know...
So I looked all over for her, but she couldn't be found;
Family and friends hadn't seen her around...
I stopped at corner stores hoping someone knew;
Where she had been, or what I could do...
The many places she's been laying her head;
Seemed to be the homes of the walking dead...
But what the dead needed, we could surely show;
Is the love that existed, and I already did know...
But finally in an old abandoned house;
I knocked on the door and she came out...
I didn't notice anything, except her eyes;
They told me she loved me and she was happily surprised.
I held her close and cried in her chest;
Of all the hugs I'd gotten, hers were the best...
She sat down, and I gave her the gift I wrapped with care;
And told how I'd been out looking for her everywhere...
I sang her happy birthday, and then I had to go;
I'll always love you, she said, and I replied, I know…
They said 'go on with my life, have fun for a while'...
But what they didn't understand is where their hearts wouldn't go;
Is the love that existed, and what I did know...
So I looked all over for her, but she couldn't be found;
Family and friends hadn't seen her around...
I stopped at corner stores hoping someone knew;
Where she had been, or what I could do...
The many places she's been laying her head;
Seemed to be the homes of the walking dead...
But what the dead needed, we could surely show;
Is the love that existed, and I already did know...
But finally in an old abandoned house;
I knocked on the door and she came out...
I didn't notice anything, except her eyes;
They told me she loved me and she was happily surprised.
I held her close and cried in her chest;
Of all the hugs I'd gotten, hers were the best...
She sat down, and I gave her the gift I wrapped with care;
And told how I'd been out looking for her everywhere...
I sang her happy birthday, and then I had to go;
I'll always love you, she said, and I replied, I know…
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