Poeticcharmer

There once was an Orphan...

Looking from the window,
Anticipating a closed door.
Wishing to be adopted,
To be an orphan no more.
October 30th, 2022; you'll always rejoice,
For who knew your new mother would drive a Rolls-Royce.

All those stories of a evil stepmother,
You didn't know the identity of your biological mother, so to you it didn't bother.
You were so happy, but deep down there was a little fear,
She stooped down kissed you and wiped away your tears.
You hugged her tightly, she felt your embrace,
Tears started to flow from the cheeks of her face.

She took you out to have some fun,
She ensure you recieved all you desired under the sun.
Watching you grow into the daughter you always wanted to be,
Not abused nor neglected but freed.
You went off to college, you'll be studying for a while,
Looking at you from a distance, her face made a smile.
Tears started to flow, at first they were tears of Joy,
As she remembered the first time she bought you your first toy.

But the tears that followed, were tears of sorrow,
Knowing that you might not see her tomorrow.

She ensured she gave you the life she never had,
On your graduation, a mother has never been so glad.
You established a career, and included in her life children of three.
Driving to work you gaze upon the orphanage, Knowing you were now free.

You immediately started to cry, acknowledged you were so blessed.

Your life due to this woman, has been an epitome of success.

Your phone buzzed, a notification popped up,
An oncologist was telling you that your mother's medication was up.

You turned the car around, drove back to her home,
Just be in her presence because inside you felt alone.

Upon arrival, your heart raced and immediately skipped a beat,
You could barely get yourself out of the driver's seat.

The coroner came and took her away,
You were devastated for the rest of that day.

You learnt that for 25 years, your mother was fighting a horrible monster,
That came in the form of Cancer.

A detective came over and gave you a note,
And in her charming voice you heard it spoke.

"My beautiful girl, I might be dead
I guess we'll never know who came first, the chicken or the egg.
When I learnt I had cancer, I wanted to make my life count by investing in a worth while virtue,
And that's when I drive past and my eyes gazed upon you.
As hurtful as it might feel, it was a life well lived,
Out of all my riches, my one true purpose was sived.
Just wanted to give you a life I never had,
I was an orphan like you, yeah I know it's sad.
I was abused and neglected by my adoptive mother,
And I didn't want that to happen to another.
So mourn the moment, mourn for the night,
But just remember joy comes in daylight.
You're my little monkey,
I'll always be in your heart.
Kiss my grandkids for me and serve them the recipe of my Apple tart."

~Love Mom

~Tremar Ivey~