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Thursday, January 10, 2008

Grandpa

Grandpa


Looking at you, looking at me, utter disappointment
seen. A young girl pregnant, a fathers disgust.
Always so proud, an artist, a singer, a poet, now a mother
to be. A child to raise a child alone. Daddy's little girl, hold
me close. Tears rain down filling oceans of dreams lost.

Who am I? Always a good girl, what was I thinking,
a moments irresponsibility, life altering consequences.
Too young, life unlived, boundaries set for eternity.

A babe born, a father becomes a grandfather.
Disappointment turns to adoration. The child a burden
only in previous thoughts, no longer discontent, a
grand future ahead. Two daughters, now a grandson,
fishing, hunting, and boys will be boys, "grandpa lets go"!



MRW
01/09/2008

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