Caring Caring ❤.
A Goodbye poem.
A single mother raising Her children.
by herself. A child crying for a alcoholic
father, tears in her eyes day and night.
In her crib full with Teddy bear's around the frame. As He didn't give a shit, about
me will if he did. he would never cranked
up the car drunk. As I feel the swerving
in My mother tummy. hitting the bumps
in the road. As I felt a hand touching, on my
mommy tummy.
As their was red and blue light's that
lighten up behind us.
As the paranoid man kept driving, yelling
saying I'm not going to jail. As the cops
speeded up on his tail lights , As a child was excited about seeing the lights he started jumping up and down.
Not knowing it's not good for the parents. As the pregnant girlfriend say hunnie just pull over my stomach hurts.
As he stared in seen the stomach barely
moving like it usually do. As he finally
pulled over on the whites lines, the resting area on the side of the road. As their was
three police cars behind the man.
As a man...
A single mother raising Her children.
by herself. A child crying for a alcoholic
father, tears in her eyes day and night.
In her crib full with Teddy bear's around the frame. As He didn't give a shit, about
me will if he did. he would never cranked
up the car drunk. As I feel the swerving
in My mother tummy. hitting the bumps
in the road. As I felt a hand touching, on my
mommy tummy.
As their was red and blue light's that
lighten up behind us.
As the paranoid man kept driving, yelling
saying I'm not going to jail. As the cops
speeded up on his tail lights , As a child was excited about seeing the lights he started jumping up and down.
Not knowing it's not good for the parents. As the pregnant girlfriend say hunnie just pull over my stomach hurts.
As he stared in seen the stomach barely
moving like it usually do. As he finally
pulled over on the whites lines, the resting area on the side of the road. As their was
three police cars behind the man.
As a man...