A flower

A flower God called me when he placed me inside my mom,
A flower angels called me when they came down to see me
every night while I waited for the day to come
when I will see the sunlight and feel the breeze
feel my mother’s kiss, her touch, her caresses all over me

I opened my eyes and heard a whisper
a girl again, I saw tears in my mother’s eyes
anger on my father’s face as he scooped me up from
her side, and took me out in the cold, dark
he laid me down in the road and left in the dark

I laid there crying till I felt a touch, a soft touch
like my mom, like the angels, like God
I saw a stranger holding me close
and whispering in a voice oh so sweet
who left this baby doll, a bunch of flower here…
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