✨✍🏾How I’ve Grown – By, Maxwanette A Poetess✍🏾✨

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How I’ve Grown

How I’ve grown.

Momma threw me out when I was 11-the voices in her head told her to.

Daddy was done with me by age 15. If I slept with him? I could’ve stayed.

Now I’m all on my own.

 

My oh my! How I’ve Grown.

 

Homeless…Winter’s coming.

As September’s end blows cold.

A shelter is the focus, food & education is the least of interests.

 

He drove up, trying to talk.

I kept moving, hurrying up my walk.

Then that breeze blew & right then I knew…I had to stop. I looked at him & forced a smile.

 

My oh my! How I’ve Grown.

 

I was 15, he was 34,

Out of the Winter in the streets.

I peed his bed the first time we’d sleep.

 

Planting seeds,

Stunted growth, separating of weeds.

Mistakes made, lessons learned, wounds no longer bleed.

 

My oh my! How I’ve Grown.

 

Beaten down, left for dead.

Ignoring the things that others said,

I lived on…

 

Decision after decision,

Choice after choice,

I learned how to find my own voice.

 

My oh my! How I’ve Grown.