Day care

... waiting

dropping us off
leaving us be
making us stay with this lady

we stay for a night
the police start looking
I hope you will be back
I may hate you but you are still my mother

me and my sister wonder
will you be back?
will you care to see us again?

minutes, hours, days
your name in the paper
"wanted mother... left children"

so confused and
so lost
this shouldn't hurt
yet, I am burning inside

After those days of waiting
you return
showing no guilt or concern

my sister shows you the article
about your leaving
then you do the stupid
and you deny it

how could you be so naive
you unbearable crow
you are not a mother you
are a demon....

- - - i believe i have had this on here before... but if not you get to see a "new" poem - - -