I think waiting is the hardest part,
For I have been waiting all week...
Sitting here alone again,
Listening to the clock tick...
I am back,
And not so tired...
Christmas has always been,
A favorite time of year...
Im sitting here wondering,
How this is going to end...
No-one knows the reasons you left,
Or how you were taken away...
My little girl is two years old,
And soon will be in school...
A guy "stumbled" across my poems,
And something caught his attention...
If I could turn back the time,
And repeat my childhood years...
The first time I laid eyes on him,
He was " a gift for women"...
When I was 27 years old,
I found out I was with child...
A friend doesn't judge you,
A friend never lies...