Rose Colored Glasses or Donna's Perfect World

I don't understand you.
Are you blind?
What I have to say to you,
may seem unkind.
You know the truths
that I've struggled with,
and had to face.
Now it's your daughter and you,
who are in that same space.
You abused your daughter
when she was young.
Now her feelings have surfaced.
The past is in the past.
It can't be undone.
You don't seem to get
the depths of her pain.
She asked you to counseling,
but you choose to abstain .
You feel you don't need it.
You think your life's just fine.
Again I ask you.
Are you blind?
You have perfectly pretended,
your entire life away.
Read my poems!
It's all I can say.
You are so much like mom.
You won't take responsibility.
Your unrecognized life
only causes more hostility.
You are like a little parrot,
repeating your husband utterance.
I wish you would wake up and
use some commonsense.
You have never had a backbone.
You always have taken the easy way out.
I can't sit in silence,
I need to speak out.
You haven't been able to think
since 1962.
Gee, I wish that you would
wake up and get a clue.
It would be nice,
if you had a thought
of your own.
Oh, excuse me, that's right,
you don't have a backbone.
Your husband doesn't love you,
your marriage is a masquerade.
I view your life as a sad, sad, escapade.
My respect for you,
has totally been depleted.
I want you to know,
that my feelings are deep seated.
I am angry and disappointed.
I've not made any headway.
You don't listen to anything
that I have to say.
I am tired of all the nonsense
that you spew.
I am done, it's over, I am
through.

Hey Diddle Diddle

Hey Diddle Diddle.

I read your riddle.
This self claimed orphan
will survive.

I'll keep my ear to the ground.
I'll know what to do,
when the hurtful come to hound.

Hey Diddle Diddle.

Abuse IS abuse.
In my life, there can be
no excuse.

Guilt IS guilt.
A force used to control.
Something that can hurt
an innocent soul.

Hey Diddle Diddle.

Strength comes from truth.
Truth will set me free .
I live and I learn and I
thrive to be me.

Hey Diddle Diddle.

I like your little dream.
Let go of the questions and
the hurts of the past.
The past
is in the
past.
Some of the questions needed
to be asked.

Hey Diddle Diddle.

I liked your little dream.
Dependable joy,
that will forever gleam,
and gleam
and gleam
and
gleam

Hey diddle diddle.

I appreciated your riddle.
Thanks for your thoughts.

Wishes

An angel has dropped from heaven.
She has become a part of my life.
My wish for her is to be free,
from all heartache and strife.
I look upon her face.
I gaze into this angel's brown eyes.
Her innocence's angelic.
My wish for her is to be wise.
As this angel learns about the world
around her.
I wish her a healthy curiosity.
And when she comes across those
who are less fortunate.
My wish for her is to show them generosity.
My wish for this sweet cherub,
is to find joy and true happiness.
As she finds her truths and faces them,
I wish her much success.
As this small angel grows,
and comprehends all of the worlds pain.
My wish for her is to know and show
compassion.
For humanity she may campaign.
As this heavenly being ,
carries her soul through life's migration.
My wish for her,
is too have strength.
And be kept from the worlds temptation.
My wish for my sweet angel,
is to be blessed with good health.
As she searches for her vocation in life,
My wish for her is to find,
true wealth.
These wishes are also blessings.
Really they are one and the same.
May these blessings and many more
come to Camryn.
They are hers to claim.