Babygirl done got some mail

by tilisha   Sep 12, 2005


I know it's long but if you get to the bottom please vote. thanx. i wrote this poem after my dad had wrote me a half a page while in jail after 15 years!

Daddy wrote me a letter,
so I thought I'd write him back
Nigga 43 still don't know how to act
I shed some tears
cuz the shit don't make no sense
15 years iz what you done missed
Happy days, my sad nights
You weren't here to wipe my eyes
Tell me stories and hold me tight
Name my colors, say some words
Can't live ya life right iz what I heard
First steps, first day of skoo
The shit you do iz not coo
Have some extra time since you locked up in jail
15 years later baby gurl done got some mail
ya missed out on my first joke, first laugh
First day I learned math
Where's my eyes where's my nose
So many things that you jus don't know
Sunny seasons, cold weather
No memories of us together
It wuz your choice not to be around
Now all of a sudden you tryna wear a frown
What's my height, what's my weight?
To get me back itz too late
Teach me how to knot my laces
Laugh wit me, make funny faces
Get me dressed and buy me cloz
So many things that you just don't know
What's my sign, what's my age?

So much tyme has passed and you wrote ½ a page
Cook me some food, let's see how it taste
To witness my baby moments, daddy itz too late
Change my diapers, and clean me up
You don't even know what's up.
What color iz my hair, what kinda cloz do I wear
Do you ever go into a blank stare?
Do you have a clue, as of what I like to do?
Do you know people say that I look jus like you?
What's my favorite color, do you know all the otherz
Meanin my sisters and my brothers
What kinda books do I read, know my numbers 1,2,3
Put up a grade, I bet you didn't know
So many things that you jus don't know
Elementary, junior high, not at my graduations
No love, no motivation
Ya life has jus been wasted
Ashy knees, my first crawl
You weren't there you missed it all
Quirky hair, own styles
U expect me to love you when its been along while
Chicken pox, fell, gotta scratch
Only thing we got iz our DNA match
First tooth, baby books square, circle ABC
Bad hair days and goofy ways
Heard you can't live the right way
Babinski baby tickle toes
So many things that you jus don't know
Have some extra time since you locked up in jail
15 years later baby gurl done got some mail
No questions answered
What I said didn't seem to matter
My happily ever after
You can't share my laughter
Muddy shirts and torn jeans
Shed more tears tha's not for me
All grown up now bet chu didn't know
There's so many things that you jus don't know

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-tili

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