I need to talk to someone
May I talk to you?
You are my teacher
Would you tell me what to do?
I don't want to go home
Nothin' for me there
I don't have no Daddy
Or a Mommy to care.
Sometimes you hug me
When I do good
Can you be my Mommy?
Do you think you could?
Let me go home with you
Be your very own
Mommy and Daddy won't miss me
Or notice that I'm gone.
Daddys always at the bar
On the edge of town
Mommy's always gone
She's no where around.
Mommy hits me sometimes
And Daddy hurts me too
I won't be any trouble
If I can go home with you.
All the other kids talk about
Their loving family
Mommy and Daddys who kiss them
To me its fantasy.
I've dreamed for years I could
Have someone to love me
I've prayed to God above
But its just not meant to be.
If I promise to always be good
Do all I'm supposed too
Could you love me as your child
And let me go home with you?
Very touching but sadly very true for those who live in abusive homes sometimes those children think that thought and only that thought Linda my angel you truly are a sweet angel you did an excellent poem here great job on it
We are in the same boat.. you can com home with me.. but be warned it never replaces what you really seek.. Your mother your family.. the one who gave you birth.. Sad but true. You will always have a part of your heart missing.. the part they did not fill. Something we learn to live with..
Good luck and God bless..
Dear Linda...this is excellent write from you my friend....this is caring write...yeah...we should love the childrens much...outstanding write...cheers...love n luck...BHUWAN
wonderful write and really great.
Was thinking of the lady who cared the child ... Really nice to see such a lady who really have such a wonderful heart ...
She might be so caring sothat the child wishes to go with her ... what a kind her must be..
she is a wonderful women. U nourished a wonderful personailty thru this write.
As There Are Millions Little Children Have No Parents Too Busy F--king Up There Own Lives To Worry About There Little Children,i.e. I TRASK Don't Worry About Them__
I Just take Them Home To (God)__And__
By (God) Damned All Humanity Pays That Price--
You All Are Held In The Eye's Of (God)Just As Responsible For These Little Children Your's Or Not...
Linda,
A heartbreaking write, a heart of gold you have for the care you show for children.
May God Bless You.
Nancy
Reviewed by na na (Reader)
Reviewed on February 22, 2003
Linda, your poetry cries out for love. The child in this needs love, and you speak for so many including myself. Never drop the sword of truth that you use to proclaim your work. Love every line you write. Your friend. Bill
Never forget it.
John
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Good luck and God bless..
This a beautiful but sad poem which needed to be written.
Thank you for being you.
Love from India - Joel -
Man's cruelty to man.
~E
i commend you really for your endless love and care and support for children and the needy..
-sniff!-
Your poetry touches me so deeply always.
Peg
Warm Love,
*-Brittany-*
Was thinking of the lady who cared the child ... Really nice to see such a lady who really have such a wonderful heart ...
She might be so caring sothat the child wishes to go with her ... what a kind her must be..
she is a wonderful women. U nourished a wonderful personailty thru this write.
~Sanil
As There Are Millions Little Children Have No Parents Too Busy F--king Up There Own Lives To Worry About There Little Children,i.e. I TRASK Don't Worry About Them__
I Just take Them Home To (God)__And__
By (God) Damned All Humanity Pays That Price--
You All Are Held In The Eye's Of (God)Just As Responsible For These Little Children Your's Or Not...
TRASK
A heartbreaking write, a heart of gold you have for the care you show for children.
May God Bless You.
Nancy