Pray and Wait

One cloudy morning before the millennium, I was in the back yard watching my little son,
I Didn’t know Cuz she hadn’t told me yet, She didn’t know it was a day that I wouldn’t forget,
At the moment she was happy and that was rare, I learned to block out her complaining I didn’t care,
There was something in the air that cool and cloudy day, She sat me down and this is what she had to say…
There was something abnormal about the ultrasound, They said don’t worry too much about it now,
And chances are, It’s probably nothing, Let’s not make a big fuss and be happy were having a son,
I know you work your ass off to give us something, Look at our first born, man aint he something,
I know you love me and daddy I love you too, Let’s just pray and wait that’s all that we can do.
She got up to go inside but she didn’t let go of my hand, Would there be complications I was a simple man,
While most of my homies were still out running around, I was already married with a son and settling down,
Working mad ours and I just didn’t have the time, I figured she could handle it and put it out of my mind,
Naive about the storm that was brewing ahead of us, I won’t repeat what the doctor said to us…
There was something abnormal about the ultrasound, They said don’t worry too much about it now,
And chances are, It’s probably nothing, Let’s not make a big fuss and be happy were having a son,
I know you work your ass off to give us something, Look at our first born, man aint he something,
I know you love me and daddy I love you too, Let’s just pray and wait that’s all that we can do.
Later that night I tried real hard not to cry, I just lay and held her tight and with my shoulder I’d wipe my eye,
And through the blur welling up in the corner, I watched my little son over there in the corner,
Not knowing about the man that he would grow up to be, so strong when me and Mom both failed to be,
Both lost sight of what was important, With the boys caught in the middle of the constant warring…
There was something abnormal about the ultrasound, They said don’t worry too much about it now,
And chances are, Its probably nothing, Let’s not make a big fuss and be happy were having a son,
I know you work your ass off to give us something, Look at our first born, man aint he something,
I know you love me and daddy I love you too, Let’s just pray and wait that’s all that we can do.
My little sons grown up, The one with the crooked smile, and the bubbly laugh that I hadn’t heard in a while,
Man I really wish we could have got it together, But it’s hard to see clearly in that kind of weather,
But I finally got a handle on my diabetes, So if I can’t show my love, I’ll give my heart and my kidneys,
I made a lot of mistakes and that’s no riddle, But it’s true We All Kinda Fucked Up A Little…

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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