There he sit’s all alone…with an empty stare…hanging onto a Fathers face…he’ll never wear…

Where did he go wrong…playing over and over…inside his head…like a worn out song…

Lord it’s been so long…and the fight i once had…is just about gone…on bend’ed knee he’d pray…that GOD give him the strength to push on…

 Bet it all on day dreams…and lost his  pride…and….whatever if any life he had left inside…

Through the river of tears…He holds tight…a photograph…His only  reminder of those bittersweet early years…At least we are tied by blood…There is nothing as strong…He thought….At least I have that…Until he found out how wrong…

He was broken like shattered glass…swept up like trash and thrown away…And though he had so much to say…it didn’t matter they didn’t care…no one would listen to him anyway…

 Today he still sit’s alone…with that empty stare…holding tight to that Fathers face…he’ll never wear…

Knowing you can never ever get back yesterday….

 

 

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    After their mother and I began to drift apart...I was torn away from my babies...and kept from them for close to twenty years...And even though through child protective services I was kept from them without a chance for redemption because no matter how hard i tried or how hard i cried they looked to the mother side...Until one Christmas week I called CPS and poured out my heart trying to hold my composure and not lose it.. A clerk who felt heartbroken hearing my explanation of all the years kept from my babies let me speak to a supervisor who in turn also understood that something was not right with the family court ruling etc...but the best she could do was give them (my babies) my phone number and pray that they call...well about a day before Christmas i got a call from my daughter Rachel and her brother Kenny whom i last seen when they were six and four...they were now twenty six and twenty four...though everything was great it soon fell apart again and this is where i am

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