Was It Me? - Poem by Lauren Fouche
When you were 15 you married my dad,
Not long after along I came.
You held me and loved me,
Giving me gentle kisses.
You needed me as much as I need you.
It wasn't much longer when you left me behind,
It hurt so bad no words could explain.
I wanted my mom more than life itself,
But nothing I did brought her back to me.
I blame myself, for she gave me up
yet kept the other.
Did I cry too much, eat too much what did I do.
Every child needs its mother
To love it, hold it, and be there through hard times.
For I'll never forgive you,
You've caused too much pain.
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