Are you a parent single or otherwise and you think you may have some advice for other parents? Would you like to share that advice with other parents? We appreciate your comments. It is unfortunate that many parents of single children are like the children in these poems. Come on Saved folks the world needs advice. Please lets help rather than hinder.
And Daddy Makes Three I was born because they said it was right.
Yet I am lonely from morning to night.
My father never comes around we get money from the state.
My parents once loved each other now all they do is hate.
I get milk and cereal from an organization called WIC
I get free medical when I get sick.
I live in apartments that they call low income.
I come from school everyday but never see anyone.
My mom she has to work to earn her keep.
When she comes home at night I’m already asleep.
My mom thinks it’s cool to buy me fancy clothes.
She says, this way I won’t feel poor, well I suppose.
She doesn’t pay very much attention to me.
I spend most of my days sitting in front of TV
They say it takes two to make a home
When she’s not here I sit all alone
Waiting and hoping to hear from my dad.
Trying to imagine him here without feeling to sad.
One plus one will always equal two.
Mother and child
Daddy where are you?
What About Me Dad? Don’t leave me dad to be raised by another
and let the only person to care for me, be my mother.
Don’t be so quick to treat me wrong
when I haven’t been in this world too long.
Don’t get angry with mom because she can’t control me
Because it takes two to tangle
One to hug, one to hold me.
If you leave me now I won’t be able to stand.
If you walk out on me now, how can I be a man?
Mommy Please
Don’t lock the door and take the key
With no one there to care for me
Mommy please I’m only a child
Don’t tell me you’ll return in a while
You always said, don’t open the door
But mommy you could have told me more
Like how to dial a telephone
When you leave me home alone
One day someone said they were you
So I opened the door and in they flew.
My body was broken and I was hurt
Now I lie here in the dirt
My life is over but not for you
You find no peace no matter what you do.
You learned the hard way not to leave
A child at home as small as me.
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