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The Child
by Joan SerratelliThe baby was conceived
out of love
but when her father
found out; he threw a fit
who would support this child
the young father who could not
even support himself?
Or would it be the mother who
was only a kid herself
The baby would be born
with love, somehow, someway
money would come
and the child would be brought up
with a sense if itself
The father would learn
to support his child-
to put the child's needs
above his own
The young mother would learn
to be a mother herself
to love, to nurture
to know when to ask for help
and to accept what was offered
The child would be loved
and in the end; after all
the fighing and screaming was done
the child was a blessing
for everyone 12/15/2006 Author's Note: What else is there to say?
Posted on 12/15/2006
Copyright © 2026 Joan Serratelli
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 12/15/06 at 07:32 PM Like calm after a storn, there is a welcome tone here. And "to love, to nurture, to know when to ask for help and to accept what was offered" is so important. Thanks.
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| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 05/12/07 at 10:09 PM I've always held the belief that life comes exactly when it does, and it's always precious, always. I'm glad it worked out so well. :-) |
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