We was three little children left alone you
see
That came from a
marriage that was not
meant to be
My daddy's parent's would have to raise us they was
told
It didn't really
matter that they was starting to
get old
I guess my mother thought since she was going
to be free
She just
did not know how to make room in her new
life
for us three
As we grew up our mother we hardly ever seen
anyway.
So we was glad that our daddy was around almost
every day.
When our mother left my little sister was just old
enough
to start sitting alone on
the floor
I was the big sister I was in the middle my brother was
just turning
four.
For our grandparents raising us three children had
to be rough
There was never much money but living like
that made us so
close and to be
tough
Sometimes life may give you a rough road
to ride
But you can over
come anything with faith
and pride
Now my grandparent's,parent's and brother has all
been
called away
We
never did learn why with us three children our mother
choose not
to stay
Parents remember if you are thinking
about walking out
the door
One day your little children will grow up and want to
know why you left
and more
© Rita C Burkett
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