Musings by The Poet Loriet
Today
Today,
I will become a godmother
to the most beautiful twins
in the whole wide world,
the sweet baby girl with
heaven in her blue eyes,
and our little miracle boy
who God has brought through
two open heart surgeries.
All the family will be there,
laughing and eating and
telling silly jokes...
and we were going to celebrate
my birthday with all
the little kids present
because next weekend,
my kids will be
with their daddy.
We'll have birthday cake
and everyone will laugh
at the sixteen month twins
as they sing with us,
and they'll help me
blow out my candles
and I'll be surrounded
by joy and celebration.
My family.
I wanted you there too,
to start being with me
at some of these occasions,
to share in the love,
how we all make each other
feel special.
I dreamed you would be
in the future, and
I was really
looking forward to
tommorow.
Now,
it's the last place
I want to be,
trying to hide
from people that
see right through me.
They liked you,
accepted you
for who you were,
listened to
me talk about you.
You actually managed
to impress my mom
with some of the things
that you had done for me.
She has never liked
anybody I dated.
So, how do I face
trying to hide from
them tommorow with
fake smiles and forced
conversation.
How could I possibly
say that you hurt me
once again?
I have my pride.
I had looked
forward to this.
Now, there is nothing
that I dread more.
Lori Beal
I will become a godmother
to the most beautiful twins
in the whole wide world,
the sweet baby girl with
heaven in her blue eyes,
and our little miracle boy
who God has brought through
two open heart surgeries.
All the family will be there,
laughing and eating and
telling silly jokes...
and we were going to celebrate
my birthday with all
the little kids present
because next weekend,
my kids will be
with their daddy.
We'll have birthday cake
and everyone will laugh
at the sixteen month twins
as they sing with us,
and they'll help me
blow out my candles
and I'll be surrounded
by joy and celebration.
My family.
I wanted you there too,
to start being with me
at some of these occasions,
to share in the love,
how we all make each other
feel special.
I dreamed you would be
in the future, and
I was really
looking forward to
tommorow.
Now,
it's the last place
I want to be,
trying to hide
from people that
see right through me.
They liked you,
accepted you
for who you were,
listened to
me talk about you.
You actually managed
to impress my mom
with some of the things
that you had done for me.
She has never liked
anybody I dated.
So, how do I face
trying to hide from
them tommorow with
fake smiles and forced
conversation.
How could I possibly
say that you hurt me
once again?
I have my pride.
I had looked
forward to this.
Now, there is nothing
that I dread more.
Lori Beal
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