Today as I watched my sister leave
I saw another repeat of History
One of my greatest fears, coming true
Slowly tears fall, I wanna drown
As I looked into my nephew's frown
He's only three, and with tears in his eyes
He stands by my side, and watches her leave
He grabs my hand, I pick him up, He hugs me tight
He's hurting inside, only turns his head when her car is out of sight
From the hall, I had heard him asking through his sobs
'Mommy, don't leave, don't leave me'
Memories coming to mind, it's almost like listening to me
All those fourteeen years ago, 'Daddy, Don't go'
I walked to the front door, he's standing on the threshold
Crying. Not even blinking, he's watching her; eave
Just like I always did
It breaking my heart in two because I know
That there's nothing that I could do
Nothing about that pain he's going through
I could say that I've done the same
I could take him up to bed, and say it'll be okay
I could pick him up and hug him close
But none of it will be enough... to take away the hurt
It's a Repeat of History.
November 5,2008
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem