Dionne

She Abandoned by those of her conception A father who rose who was in the house And she was one of the exceptions An advantage to raising her fatherless child A child of an absent mother When present she brought Her word and verbs Belittled her worth Resiliently righting the wrong of her parents Through her child that is me On a summer day there came a child His father wasn’t there for his entrance And Oh what his missing through his son’s life This woman struggles, working for two With no helping hand Selfless Hand extended helping others get through With no thank you Her struggling stays her own Alone She lives life always On the high road No matter how low It takes her sometimes What a sacrifice living life Repressing and addressing the past Struggling working for two Helping others through Giving your Last Without a thank you Taken guaranteed But she where’s the biggest smile Beautiful Contradiction But she remembers Its darkest before dawn Dionne's near dawn