Daddy's One Last Tear--

DADDY'S ONE LAST TEAR---




                                   Upon my arrival here on this earth
                               Out of my mother's womb, I was birth 


                                  Doctor spanks me on buttock it hurts
                                            Scoops out my mouth
                                    I scream, I shout, I cried... in fear

                                           One last tear

Daddy was short but proud, loud man, stature of 5 ft 5 has a thunderous voice
                       Never in my life then have I ever seen him cry
                        Until the day of his mother's funeral, I spied;
                                         In my father's eye;...

                                            One last tear

           As a teen father came into my room, wasn't a very good talker
 Alone looked at me said, “Your mother ill has cancer she has 9 months to live”

                                            One last tear

                                  
                                At the funeral of my mother
                Once again in a church my father sat in the front pew;
                        It was such a royal queenly pure white view;
     There she laid in a white satin knitted dress, she was, she looked at peace;
       Alone he looked at me and said, “Your mother can’t believe she’s dead”
                       As his head fell his eyes shed one last…. Tear~~~



2/5/19

February 2019, Any Form, Any Theme,
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Agustin Avatar
February 6, 2019 at 2:39 AM
Very well-expressed! Congrats! Thanks for sharing your talent. (Thanks likewise for my placement in your sponsored contest). God bless you.
Lee Sr. Avatar
February 6, 2019 at 11:31 AM
Thank you- twas a true testimony only ever saw my father two times in my life, he himself died Dec of 1985 ah, a day that I cried...And thank you for your creativity never-ever stop and always make time to do your craft.. thank you James
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