My, My, My, My
My father left me, my mother let her mother raise me, my brothers did not
appreciate me, me ex-husband took me for granted, my children broke me, my lover
betrayed me. Yet through and after it all my God made me.
Copyright © Gwendolyn Oden | Year Posted 2011
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