Ms Thang Poems

Growing up without a dad wasn’t so bad.
I mean, You can’t miss what you never had.
It wasn’t until I got a little older
That I felt that soft tap on my shoulder.
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I love him because he loved me enough to let me go.
He loved me enough to allow me to grow.
I love him because he first loved me
He wasn’t selfish; he let me leave.
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Who will cry for the little girl? The one beneath the mask.
Who will cry for the little girl? The one too scared to ask.
Who will cry for the little girl? The one who hides within herself.
Who will cry for the little girl? Too scared to ask for help.
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My husband,
I know it’s been a minute since I’ve jotted down some lines.
And I know that here lately we haven’t had much time.
But I need you to know that I cherish every single day.
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It's been a minute since I've dropped you some lines,
So I said to myself I guess it's about time.
I wake up each day so happy to see your face.
I love how you have me in such a peaceful place.
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Tell me what I'm supposed to do.
If you're me and I'm you.
I understand everything you do.
The things you won't say that I already knew.
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As I sit here thinking about you I begin to write
Wondering how I’ll feel sleeping alone tonight
I miss you already and I was just there.
Still feeling your gentle hands comb through my hair.
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Feeling unworthy day after day
I’m reminded of God’s patient grace
I try to accept love, and acceptance too
But it is something I don’t know how to do
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How can i accept his love when i can't love myself
how can i talk to him when i'm too afraid to ask for help?
as i write this i wonder if this is where the problem lies?
am i speaking of my husband or looking to the skies?
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You held me in your arms as we danced around the room
As I cried on your chest - thanking God for you.
My mind raced through the years of neglect and pain
That have all been erased since you gave me your last name.
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