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Going Through Non-Emotions

I listened as Ms. Azalea Lee spoke to me 
This is what she had to say…
I sat with the door opened catching the noon day breeze
As a package was delivered by the postman 
That stood there requesting my signature.
I hope its something good the postman said with a grin
Oh he may have been good to others, I said much to my chagrin
This package I had no desire to receive
Today or any day but somehow I knew it was the remains of him
This was supposed to be a joyous day
Expecting a newborn kinsman this eve and it being
The day of my daughter's birth -- I must state
How ironic this day has come in to play
As I received his backward ashes today
I never wanted to hold him in my arms again
Never thought I'd behold his form this way
My once tormentor, feigned lover, never true friend -- hey
No one could say I did not try
Held out the olive branch time after time…
He would just keep trying to burn that branch and my arm 
right along with it.   Even had my mama fooled 
By his falsified charms so bad that it seemed 
She did not care that it was I -- which he continually tried to harm...
Darn, that certainly should come to me as no surprise
As she often did much the same too me as a child
She, picking and pinching with her trying words 
To get a grief stricken tear from this numbed heart of mine
How absurd! Then Ms. Azalea Lee revealed some things to me that
I dare not write for indeed they were enough to horrify...
During that time, I whispered not a peep, for I thought to my self
How could she ever sleep, with all of those emotions balled up inside... 
How strange it was that after the age of 15 she had not truly cried… 
At least until the day her father died and then she went numb again… 
feeling nothing yet still managed to smile
My, how I wished I could share with her, this joy of mine….
How is it that she takes all in stride?
Without a drop of hate inside…  As I bid her goodbye, 
The answer came, she is mine and 
She possesses a strong will to survive.  
I now look back through time at Ms. Azalea Lee
Keeping her stories as they sure had an effect on me…

Copyright © Adell Foster

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  1. Date: 4/14/2009 12:20:00 PM
    this was a very entertaining piece. emotions allways have an effect on me. John H Loving III

  1. Date: 3/3/2009 11:16:00 AM
    This is some write my friend. Very sad in your tears after the age of fifteen..very strong write.

  1. Date: 3/3/2009 8:12:00 AM
    Chilling indeed.No one should have such emotions or memories. My sympathy indeed for this child. I hope these are not your memories. Thank you for your comments on my "sated". Joyce

  1. Date: 3/2/2009 3:42:00 PM
    Wow. I must agree with Carolyn as I still have chills all over! This is one excellent write. Adell, this is so awesome and I love the title too! Outstanding! Love, Shar

  1. Date: 3/2/2009 1:30:00 PM
    Adelle, Miss Azalea Lee's tale gave me chills! What a horrible childhood she had. I'm glad she had someone sensitive like you to share her stories and her pain. Very good narrative! Love, Carolyn