That One
Never know he wasn’t wanted,
by his Dad way back then
Secret she’s taken to her grave,
as some folks do … a sin
That One, was all she had prayed for,
since brother, never had
Never could she have imagined,
not wanted … by its Dad?
Wonder if Dad ever regrets,
he didn’t want, that child
Doubt if ever thought when older,
That One … might bring a smile
That One, she knew would make her smile,
never once had a doubt
Since played with dolls, wanted a son,
That One …
she lives without.
Copyright © Barbara Barry-Nishanian | Year Posted 2021
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