What Sid Did
Joanne is gone to poverty, cancer & disease
No doctor treats a woman on free honesty
Delivered me she did two precious little kids
Now they're living with her man, a man named Sid
Sid saw her go to heaven; then he raised our kids
Can't help but respect what Sid did.
Can't say a spoiled word bout' a man's heart so true ;
Just doing what a parent perhaps anyone would do
Just one more year for his long law degree
He said, "That’s when the kids are coming with me"
Out the shack behind the ghetto, on up to Beverly Hills
Toting lessons of our lives..., it was written in her will
Joanne brailed, “Sid; take my kids, “just leave"
Respect their poor father he was very good to me
They left out the ghetto at twelve one day
With my heartfelt blessings leading all the way
My heart forever cries for my two little kids
But I shall always take kind to what Sid did. Word
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CarolHawks
And this is well portrayed!
Great writing and superb content,
it is rare to find both.
Axilea
You bring your deep heartfelt emotions to the fore, a beautiful poem by a warm, sincere and caring lady.
Happiness always, Stuart
Be always safe,
Karen
Edwin