The Short Story Poem

Where do I begin to tell a short story of the past twelve years My husband and kids are all fantastic and we have no fears, Of course there is always issues when dealing with family conflict To many to tell with the ex's in the earlier years and even now I admit, It goes back to one leaving the other for different reasons I shall not tell So we look down that road and say; thank God the kids are getting older and maybe there won't be no hell, From some one we will call creeper that loves lots of drama When your not happy with yourself you don't even get along with your mama, Our lives are good with us and our three kids when we are all together But, the hate goes back and forth on both sides and has gone on forever, So we will be glad when the kids are of age and get older Maybe then the creeper will leave us be and all the crap will be over. Written By: Unique Poetry 2015