She wanted to be his mom,
She did.
She did.
They all did.
All of the Aunt's
Wanted to be his mom.
Wanted to be his mom.
He luved his Mom
Or so he thought.
Or so he thought.
But still tobe angry,
And very angry, still.
And very angry, still.
If he choose an aunt, to be his mom,
life would be better, so much better.
life would be better, so much better.
But which grandma, would he lose.
Thinking of the lost husbands, and babies, too.
The ones they had lost, to create what he was,
He will pay the price, to forgive and be forgiven.
That his children may have a father, they may choose to honor.
This then, is, his prayer.
To the end of, his days.
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