Day I Dread

I know my life is moving slowly ahead
But there is a day coming that I dread.
It is the day I came to this earth.
It is the day to of my own birth.

For that was always the day
My children would display
Their handmade gifts of
Their devotion and love.

But my babies are now 5 years gone
And am trying not to be withdrawn.
But as this day draws near
I valiantly fight my tears.

But it is to no avail
As they lead their trail
Down my puffy face
As if they are in a race.

I am really really trying
Hard to keep from crying
As my heart is torn apart
But from me resolve departs.

The tears flow and flow
As my hurt does grow.
No one will remember me
As no one ever does you see.

God please forgive me
Lord please hear my plea.
Take care of my kids please
I am begging on my knees.

Never make this pain abate
As I know this was my fate.
Make sure they are in good care
And this soul wrenching pain I shall bare.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Mcnaughton Avatar
September 25, 2009 at 8:15 AM
Bless you Kristy. heart wrenching stuff. x
Heslop Avatar
August 11, 2009 at 3:06 PM
very very sad...a pain few can have known...please don't blame yourself...grrth
Fraser Avatar
August 11, 2009 at 10:45 AM
Sad, but lovely poem Kristy>>James
Brown Avatar
August 11, 2009 at 10:35 AM
Good afternoon Kristy. I just finished entering some of the contests going on here at the Soup. Now I am going to read some of the poems written here. Thank you for sharing yours. Look through the contests maybe you might want to enter some of them also if you haven't already. Love, Carol
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August 10, 2009 at 10:04 PM
Oh honey, I am so sorry you are going through all this. Just know you are not alone. We love you and I can only imagine how hard it is for you. Its hard enough for me, I think you handle it all so well. You are a good person and your kids will see that. You will see them again honey. They can just look at all your writing and see how much you love and want them, and they'll know.......Love Wicked Aleera
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