Sunday DinnerA Poem by Jayda Jackson
There's something about this,
Words can not explain. But I will try my best, To describe what I have gained. I've never had this bond, I've never felt this feeling. I've never got the chance to say, That you have helped my healing. Nobody really understands, Nobody really knows. But I have been through such rough times, And that's just how life goes. But you all have brought me happieness, You all have shown me light. You all are what you'd call a family, Your qualities shining bright. If one of you are laughing, Then all of you join in. If one of you are crying, Together you lift her chin. You guys make it known, That you are tough and strong. You're there for one another, If anything were to go wrong. Of course times are funny, Boy yahl like to clown. I love the crazy thoughts you have, It's so nice to be around. The things you guys say, The looks I give back. It simply shows a lot, And everything I lack. Of course I love my family, I just wish a change. That we got together like you all, Or laughed and played some games. But it's nice to experience with you, That there's more out there to see. When I grow up I want you to know, That this is how I want my family. I enjoy that Im invited, I get excited every week. It's something that means a lot to me, You would never think. But back to what I want to say, Back to what I mean. I just want to thank you all, I wouldn't change a thing. To you all this is normal, It makes me feel like a winner. That I am welcomed every week, To what is called Sunday Dinner © 2014 Jayda Jackson |
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1 Review Added on June 24, 2014 Last Updated on June 24, 2014 AuthorJayda JacksonSandusky, OHAboutI'm 16 years young and I love to write poetry.. Growing up hasn't always been the greatest for me and I've been through a lot that has inspired me to write. Through the good and the bad, poetry has .. more..Writing
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