The Vision of a Child To the Woman I Am Now
As a child I always envisioned what my life would become
Who will I be, where will I live, will I be free,
will I be loved, will I be touched, will I know God,
will I know love, will I get married, will I have friends,
will I have kids, will I live long, will I be strong
I envisioned my mother
precious like a pearl
so beautiful, loving, and proud
She taught me so much, to never give up
and she taught me alot about god.
She said not to worry about frivolous things
or even people who aren't quite what they seem
Go after your vision, live life to its fullest
and alway strive to be a strong black woman
My vision of dad, made me a little scared
for he was the wraith in my dreams.
I would awake in the night, wishing he
were by my side for these words
I needed to bring
"My father I love you,
I was mad for awhile,
for I am my father's child.
It was hard for me to see you leave
for I felt our life was just beginning
So forgive me among the clouds
I hope your daughter has made you proud.
I love you now, I always have
I just envisioned you'd always be around!!
My vision of love came when I was younger
He was three years older than me
my friend, and neighbor, I will always savor
how special first love was for me.
I still sometimes wonder
would love had survived
if it were not for a dear mother.
We were thrust apart so very far
and my heart began to shatter
If I only had known how hard it would be
to set love a free,
I would have not envisioned
just how beautiful life could really be
but I always envisioned I would see you again
and it happened in 2013
My vision of trust is always muffled up
for people are so unworthy
I trust in the lord, the Heavenly Father above
For I know he will never defy me.
He does not judge,
He does not budge
He hears my prayers
He hears my cries
He fulfills my life
He does not lie
He lifts me up when I cry
He doesn't ignore me when I frown
and if ever my vision fails me
I know my God will still be around.
So today I live life very happily
A daughter, A mother, A grandmother,
A cook, A poet, A friend,
A spiritual person within,
A strong black woman.
Copyright © Yolanda Scott | Year Posted 2015
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