Anger Poem

A Little Girl Trying To Understand Why Her Mom Left

My name is Krista. For four years my mom and I have been raising my nieces: 7, 5, and 4. We see their heartache knowing their mom doesn't choose to be around. This poem is a way to make a 7 year old voice be heard because we know this is how they feel sometimes. Thank you. I hope you enjoy!

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What Did I Do?

Published by Family Friend Poems February 2017 with permission of the Author.

I wake up every morning to a sky so blue
And wonder, what did I do?
I sit in my classroom only to daydream about you.
Wondering, what did I do?
I often question, could this be true?
Still I wonder, what did I do?
Why aren't you around to take me to the zoo?
Don't you want to go there, too?
Am I not good enough for you?
I can barely sleep because of what you've put me through.
So please tell me, Mama, what did I do?

How about I tell you a thing or two?
Because these words are long overdue.
You might have bit off more than you can chew.
Three girls without a mother because you don't know what to do!
You'll be the sad one not knowing how I grew
Or what I will amount to.

So here's your chance, what will you do?
It's time for a breakthrough.
Do you wish for a redo?
Do you love me enough to?
I hope you understand my point of view
And finally asking yourself, what did I do?

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by Helen Ansa
3 years ago

I just came across this poem right now. But I am done with tears. I have been there, my dear one, but not with my dad. My dad loved me with all the power he had. Yes, but death snatched him away from me. The womb that birthed me abandoned me. (Sorry I don't like referring her as my mum.) My belief is that she cannot give birth to a child like me. So my dear, many of us had been there, but thanks to God some of us are gradually working hard to overcome challenges on our own. Your poem is really lovely.

by Abu Zafar, Banglaesh
7 years ago

The poem touched my mind a lot. The poem is about woe and sorrow. The poet has nicely expressed and will surely catch the mind of a reader. To do something good for the others is a great responsibility assigned to a man by God, particularly for the orphans.The poem is worth reading. I congratulate the poet for her feeling and hope.

by Desiree Wheeler, Iron Mountain, MI
7 years ago

I feel this way every day. This poem made me cry the moment I read the first verse. I was so touched. This poem was so inspirational. Thanks for this poem. It was beautiful.

by Amanda J. Morton, 262 Woodhaven
7 years ago

This was an amazing poem. I gave my mom my son so he could have a life, because I am a drug addict and I didn't want him to have to go through the life that I was living. He's twelve now. We have a good relationship because he knows that I loved him enough for him to have a life. This poem made me cry and made me think about a lot of things, but I still know that I made the right decisions. Thank you for writing this poem.

by Franklin
6 years ago

I am happy that you ensured your kid has a stable and a safe place to grow up.

by Missi Jones
7 years ago

I made the same decision you did. I wanted them to have some kind of stability and normalcy in their life. I was selling, using, cooking, etc. The danger I put myself in was enough, but to purposely put them in it was ludicrous. I would go over to some house to party or whatever and someone would say, "I ain't giving up my kid for nothing. Nobody's taking my kid." And of course I had to respond with, "But you will get high as hell in front of yours. Strangers in and out, no clean clothes or food. No stability. Them thinking mom's doing it so it must be ok. What was I thinking putting their lives before my pride?" It took all we had to admit what we were and to admit we weren't fit at the time to take care of them the way they needed. We have great relationships. When they started asking questions I never lied. I told the truth. You made the right choice. Kudos to you.