50 years in the making
written for my adoptive parents. whom I am no longer in touch with. therefore, i have decided to release all personal poetry
Ever since the day of the time There was nothing
what seemed to be love yet there still is... I see it more clearly now.... As did your
parents when They saw the bride walk down that alley ...as your father give you away
to the man who he undoubtedly threaten to no ends of the world If he dared let
you go into of world sadden and loneliness ... but he knew that if he did ... you would
just show him was the boss. And when day came for you to go to the place of cries
and smiles the only day when you smiled when they had cried... the day when you
brought home a little bundle of sunshine... That was brought into the world of
darkness with a cry and a little shine... you named the little one dawn.. For you
somehow knew that one day you will have so much to brag to at such family meetings
about your bundle of sunshine... Now she’s grown but not so far out of the motherly
hands of yours .. one call her doctor The other calls her honey.... But i call her mom
Just to make the numbers even they say... you had yet Another One
a boy who was a pain... and still cries home to mommy and daddy everyday... as you say
they will be no escape. But who would carelessly wanna escape a world like ours...
your family is your within darken hours they will be there as you were there for them
your know so for you are wise and you still shall rise no matter how long you have
waited ... you been through it all... war maybe so... failures ... will that makes
everyone just a little perfect. And now you know you handle it all.
About the Creator
Autumn Larson
My name is Autumn Larson
I believe in the truth of the heart and hard work.
I want to inspire and touch people's hearts
I am a part time store clerk and full time inspired writer, poet, artist



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