What I Gave
Thirty-four years of fist fights and screaming fits;
threats of killing, suicide; public embarrassments.
In front of my husband and son they crossed a line.
What I gave them was a piece of my mind.
"I am done with this." "We should part ways." I said,
"Before someone ends up seriously hurt, or dead."
I felt no sadness. I couldn't shed a tear.
To think about it; I gave them 15 years.
I went to see them, knowing their health was bad.
Prayer and apologies from me, Mom and Dad.
Things are better after our long time apart.
Peace of mind for fifteen years; lost.... a piese of my heart.
With great sadnes, of disfunction I tell.
For giving and losing..... the balance scale.
July 01, 2014
Contest: What I gave
Sponsor: Sheri Fresonke Harper
Copyright © Arlene Smith | Year Posted 2014
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