It’s been 5 years since I’ve seen my daddy and he’s going to be here
Here at my 9th birthday party with all my friends and family
I can barely contain the excitement but a little nervous too
So many people waiting for me at the skating rink
All there to celebrate my birthday, everyone there for ME
As I see my daddy I take off running into his arms
And I’m crying and so is he as we embrace each other
We’re both so happy with smiles across our faces
Looking around I see all my friends, their moms and dads
I see my family and for once my mom AND my dad are here too
All waiting for me to blow out my candles and make a wish
But this was my wish to have everyone I love here for me
But then my dad asked to take me to pick out my presents
My mom said no and they both started to yell in front of everyone
Everyone watching and staring at them argue
As I sat in a corner crying because all my dad wanted
Was to take his little girl to get what her heart desired
Mommy whisked me away and daddy never got the chance to say goodbye
Mommy fought to get me in the car as I stared out the back window crying
Wishing I had made that wish when I blew out my candles
Silent halls
a clock ticks endlessly on the wall
the smell of nothing in the air
nurses far away; they don't care
I'm going crazy. It's too quiet.
I'm in bed. Sterilized needles near it.
I'm scared of needles. Take them away!
Footsteps. My mom comes in. She whispers to me.
I look at her. Something's not right.
It's dark outside. Dusk has passed; it's night.
The calender reads December.
It was morning in August last I remember.
What's going on? Mom picks up a needle. I tense.
She grabs my arm. I want to run, the fear is intense.
I do. I run as fast as I can.
Away away away. I crash into a man.
He looks funny. He's all blurry.
My mom calls my name. I try to run.
The man grabs my wrist and I try to peer
at his face. He's still blurry. I see a leer
on his face. It frightens me. I thrash around
trying to break free of his hold. My mom is there. She found me!
My eyes widen as I see the mans face clearly.
My eyes open as wide as they can, nearly
swallowing my face. White. White. I'm in my room.
My breath comes out in gasps. I look at the clock. It's noon.
It was just a dream.
Just a dream.
Just a dream.
I fell asleep and then I flew.
High into heaven with a sky so blue.
I saw an angel and she spoke to me.
Your in heaven is that where you want to be.
"Crying"I said no I'd rather be with my mom and dad.
Then go home she said and don't be sad.
When I awoke and saw the sun.
I went and told my mom what I'd done
.
My mom said"is your angel still with you".
I said"yes mom she's eating oatmeal to".
Teresa Skyles
Dad and Mom are gone
Written By Dean Masciarelli
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Dad and Mom are gone
Because they had
earned their wings
to go to Heaven
And after all this time
Many years have
come and gone
And I am still trying
To deal with everything
Because they were the
greatest human beings
That I had ever known
And I have never
felt so loved
By anyone
Like I was
loved by them
Because their love
was
the unconditional kind
And that’s why
I loved them
So much in return
I just wish that I could
have spent
more time with them
Because I really have
missed both of them
since they have been gone
I watch from the side line as you walk for the very first time. Tears strolling down my face,
wishing that I could be there watching you. I long to hold you in my arms and never let you
go. It's hard knowing that someone else is raising you, when I am your birth mother. As I
see your sweet little face with a smile so wide that I want to just pick you up and hold you
close. I hear the word moma come out of your mouth and I ache inside. I know that I gave
you up so that you could have a better life, but it still hurts to wake up and know that you are
gone. I love you baby girls and I know that one day mom will be able to see the both of you.
I watch from the side lines as the two of you grow up to be the princesses that you are. I
long to be the one waking up with you in the middle of the night when you're sick or have
had a bad dream. I know it just can't be though. Mom is only 18 and she needs to get her life
together. So I watch from the side line hoping and praying that one day you will understand.
Understand why I gave the two of you up to have a better life then I could have gave you. I
love you Aaliyah and Kierra.