To my parents
To my parents, mom and dad:
Though I didn't grow up on your side,
I am glad to be your child.
In my grandparents' arms I grew,
Their love for me was vast and true.
But your love was always there,
Even though we weren't near.
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Poems of Confession
PoesiaWords I opted not to confide Scattered pieces of me, hidden inside He who held them, now nowhere to find Gone, leaving me behind
to my parents
To my parents
To my parents, mom and dad:
Though I didn't grow up on your side,
I am glad to be your child.
In my grandparents' arms I grew,
Their love for me was vast and true.
But your love was always there,
Even though we weren't near.