When Daddy had an affair.
When she often came around,Often I wondered why daddy smiled so.
Sometimes a dark cloud in mummy's eyes flickered;
But I sang and played;Perhaps still too young
The crack in my family's fine porcelain
To even notice or see.
At the end of the rains the flowers blossomed,
So did she,my eyes grew round:
I wondered why so suddenly she had to leave.
To the coast she went, so they said.
But daddy would go away for weekends too.
Buisness he said-Money he had to make.
Right in his arms I'd jump on his return.
Mommy just looked and a stray tear I saw.
How lovely,dear me,I thought.
For love to blossom till one cries.....
I was young I guess-
Innocent to the ways of the world.
When I grew up I came to understand,
Daddy had an affair and all my life had been a lie.
The dark cloud in mommy's eyes sudddenly made sense,
The tears she cried every time he went away.
Alas-even a step-sister I have!
Why that lady blossomed now I comprehend.
The buisness deals and trips all add up:
And the crack has finally let up
And broken us all into tiny cutting pieces.
The lady at school counselled me for a while,you see.
Said with pity time will heal us,you wait and see.
Eight good years I have waited through:
And the hurt is still as fresh as new.
Every time daddy leaves through that door,
A dark cloud passes over my eyes,
A tear drops for those I love
And I know what's in me cannot be undone.
My mommy left, you see
Said she couldn't take no more nonsense from him.
I stayed behind for reasons I know best.
Then I think of her.I think of daddy.I want to vomit.
He knows not I know,but I know.
Every detail about his double life:
And I have all these secrets in me,
Simply because my daddy decided to have an affair.
Poetry by she
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Written on 2006-06-20 at 08:56
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