Divorce Poem

Difficulty Of Sharing Custody Of Your Child

I wrote this poem when my daughter was four years old. I agreed with my husband to share our child through joint custody because I felt that it was only fair to him and her, but it was a very hard thing to endure, and out of my anguish came this poem. My daughter is now thirty-five years old, but when I read this poem to this day, it brings back all the pain of missing half her childhood.

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Joint Custody

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Published: July 3, 2017

The torments of hell that I seem to face.
The days turned to weeks, all gone up in waste.
The hours so precious that equal the time
Of minutes and seconds that should be all mine.

I hurt and I ache and I cry in despair,
For I reach for my child and come back with thin air.
'Cause it is only a dream you see
That won't come true ‘til the end of the week.

It's then that I wish I could freeze time
And not give back what I wish was all mine.
But the end of the week draws near and so fast.
He comes, and as feared, he takes her right back.

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