I extend my hand as you turned away
tossing the last few pieces of my possessions
I quickly fell to my knees grabbing hold of each
piece stuffing them into the green duffel bag
that once belonged to a man most claimed was
my father
Still I am lost, but one day I hope to find him
I am broken as I journey the streets unknown
You used the power to turn my life, my world
upside down, and today you’ve won
Time heals all wounds but we never forget
Today I am woman
I stand proud completely unashamed of the
world I left behind
I hear a knock and find you at my door on
bended knee
calling out my name
Once again I extend my hand
as I open my heart, my soul
only this time you bear no resistance
You stare into my eyes with shame on your face
as I help you to your feet.
You ask me why…
In my humble response
I face you, and I smile
The “Glory” is mine to give.
Written/Created by Author:
Dena Tyson 12/21/08
This describes the day I was thrown on the
streets to survive at 14 with no place to go and
no one to turn to. It only made me stronger in my
journey to survival, and I held no hate in my
heart. I learned I am worthy and that all things
are possible when we believe.
For the short list of those that cared and have
always had my best interest at heart, I thank you
and wrap my arms around you with tears of joy.
For those that still hate and try to tear me down,
and that list for sure would extend from where I
live to the Himalayan Mountains, ...know that it
only gets better from here. See you at the movies!
Its appropriate that your last name is Tyson because you knocked out your hardships and you bite out all the negativity to become a strong and intelligent woman with a ton of beauty.I enjoy reading your poetry,keep up the great work and continue to be strong in your life.take care
A long journey, but you sound very strong and self reliant. Time does take its toll, but in the end you succeeded and that is what matters. Seems we have led a similar life....
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Regardless of where you may be found in love this beautiful masterpiece can be
Edwin
Be always safe,
Karen
What a tragic life. You're a stronger person for overcoming it. A superb write about your trials.
mary