You were the first man..to take my heart
And run away with it
You were also
the first man to ever break my heart..
Because I loved you…truly, madly, deeply..
You and my mother didn’t work out…
I was 5 years old..when you guys ended
And I thought I had lost you forever…
In my bedroom I cried that night
..when I heard
The last and final fight
But that wasn’t true
Til this day you’ve never abandoned me
You had to work in Detroit
You had to do what you had to do
But every 2 weeks
I was there, right w/ you…
It didn’t matter that you drank…
Because I know you went to war
Vietnam…And that’s what it did to you
It tore up your heart
But I am happy..
That you took that torture
That you loved my mother…
Enough to create me…
And to bring me upon this earth
….To influence me.
My poetry
Is imbedded within my soul
Which is here..
Because of you…
And if you feel like you’ve failed
You haven’t
Because I know..You love me…
Lenny G…
You have suffered
And I understand more than anyone
The pain of having the feeling of..
Being left by a parent…
She left you physically
In her bed..night gown white
You were by her side…
When her spirit left you…
And you cried.. for the last time
You allowed your self to feel
To hurt…
Which allowed you..
To emotionally..abandon me
But it’s cool..
Because everything happens for a reason
I’m the last of your 3 girls
You hoped
I would be a boy…
I played ball
I know how to catch
But I love shoes..and purses best
You understood that…
Thanks for ur respect..
I know you love me..
And I thank you…
For allowing yourself
To love..
To lay down..
Your soul
To create me…
And now I’m here
Guess my Legacy
Foia "F-w-aah"
About Me
- Foia
- I am a Mother, Teacher, Student, Model, Music lover, Eat all the time-r, and never gain any weight-er.. I am a poet, who doesn't follow the rules. I write my heart out literally. I will continue until my heart no longer has a beat. I love to read anything from Cosmo to Silvia Plath to *J. California Cooper*. I'm growing up, I don't want go to the club unless I'm working. *Go Cocktailers* I am a junior in college majoring in Communications/Journalism. I thought was going to teach, but then I realized I don't like to retain useless information.. I asst. teach at a Montessori school where I constantly catch colds. I love the kids though.Wit their bad asses! Back in the day I enjoyed long walks on the beach with my friends, but since I moved from Michigan to Atlanta where there is no beach at. All I can do is reminisce about stomping the sand from my flip flops as I walked into my mothers house. I don’t like math. In fact I loathe it. I was a Montessori child myself, and it made me that way. I am an advocate for mental health. Everyday I fight to break down the stigma. And I will keep going on and on because I love to write.
When I worked @ Motions Xmas time 07'
Check the boots..
11 comments:
such an understanding and profound fathers day prose.
You were by her side…
When her spirit left you…
And you cried.. for the last time
...deep.
i see you're changing the furniture around, on your blog. some good stuff. and what do you know about that johnnie taylor? LOL.
Beautifully written poem. I had to go back up to see the date, because it could have been a Father's day tribute. Nicely done.
I also went down to see you on YouTube. I'm so slow. I was like, wow. She changes can change her look so drasticly that she looks like a whole other person. LOL
wow, i caught chills and started crying reading this. made me think of my dad and how much he loved his kids.
thanks mami for this one, it was real sweet and i its nice to know that daddy loved his little girls
lovely...
very very nice.
Thanks guys!!!
DreamyC---Really hun? *Hands you a tissue*
Don- Me and my grandma used to listen to him..and "Last 2 dollars is my favorite song..
yes really hun,lol. if you go back and read my blogs i talk about him and how much of a good man he was.
he was taken away at 26 yrs of age by a drunk driver, i almost lost my mom to but the lord spared her.
i have so many good memories of him. he married my mom when they were 17 yrs old and had us.
i got my personality from him: outgoing, sweet, caring, humble, temperamental(bad temeper,lol) i get it all from him but at the end of the day his heart was good. he really loved his family.
your dad reminds me of that, despite he had his issues he still loved his family.
it just really hit home. made me think of him today.
anywho enough with all the sentimental stuff. ill let you rest, but good post
Wow DreamyC- you were very young. My heart goes out to you..and it seems like you had a one of a kind dad..who put it down like he was destined to do..you are blessed to have been graced by his spirit. With that said...I will rest..
Such beautiful words gril, well written as usual! :)
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