My Husband, the father
He comes to me
when he's depressed
and lonely.
I keep mistaking it
for love - or at least
I pretended it was.
Jacob began, and I denied.
Why doesn't he come home
and shoulder his responsibility?
I don't want this baby by myself.
The fighting, the violence,
the cruel, cruel words
thrown back and forth.
Wonderful beginnings
for the fetus.
Better not read
"Before Life Begins"
by Ashley Montague
(November 2006) As I was editing these poems, I googled the book mentioned here. Unfortunately... there's no such book. I've no idea now, what book I had read, but it was all about how outside factors might affect a baby's development while still inside the mother.
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