I found him

Then we sat on the edge of the earth, with our feet dangling over the side, and marveled that we had found each other.

I found him on the whim that had occupied my heart.
I found him in the night hours, where my substance fell apart.

We were on our way, mama and I, to find him in Kentucky.
My blood ran cold, but I still felt so lucky..
The child within me, tapping on my shoulder,
Glowing and flowing, knowing he may soon hold her..

I found him on the whim that had occupied my heart.
I found him in a waffle house, where my substance fell apart.

I swayed with the air that was my destiny,
I watched his face move while he smiled my own smile at me.
Our feet were grounded,
And they were touching the same floor.

I found him on the whim that had occupied my heart.
I found him, the hole that was as deep as it was sharp.

He marvels at me and the spectacle that I surely am,
He says I’m beautiful, and that I have his mothers’ hands.
The child within me, tapping on my shoulder,
glowing and flowing, she’s somebody’s daughter.

I found him on the whim that had occupied my heart.
Our feet were grounded,
And they were touching the same floor.

Author's Note

I met my biological father for the first time on 11/11/11. I wrote this a week after my trip. It was a very good trip.

Reviews

[Plitman_728]

Amazing! Brought tears to my eyes. I'm very happy for you! And glad you could share such an experience in such a brilliant way :)

[Lina Grey]

That was a really good poem. I could feel the emtion behind the words. Thank you.

[Tenebrousoul]

:D. This brought such a smile to my face. Thank you for this experience!

[Coyote Poetry]

A very good story in the poem. To find and meet your birth father must of been a interesting day. I like the conversation and the kind emotion of this poem. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote