Just one home

As I toss and turn. Peace found no return. Everyday I would run fast, trying to avoid the memories of the past. Some things I wish I could change but it was out of range. And so I returned to the broken house. In the house were broken souls, lost souls and tormented souls. The house was governed by rules, and little did they know about the clues. And yet you are our home. Our pillar of support when we stand alone. Till time takes away our youth, and the inevitable growth out of your hands. With the uncertainty of where the sole of our feet lands. At the moment I knew we always guided towards the light. Even in our darkest night.

Author's Note

I've been thinking about what happens to foster care children once they leave.

Reviews

[Marie]

A very poignant write sublimely penned. I can't imagine what it must be like for a little child to leave a foster home and go out into the great big unknown world. Tossing and turning in bed, anxious about tomorrow. I imagine foster parents love the children in their care as if they were their own children and that when the children leave 'home', the foster parents are always there for the children to turn to for support and guidance and help with any problem which the children might have. Eventually, the children grow up and leave their 'home' and uncertainty abounds. But, 'home' will always be the guiding light like a lighthouse shining in the darkest hour.
I so enjoyed reading this superb inking, dear Mr. Black. You used excellent word choice to paint a picture for your reader of what it is like to be in foster care, to grow up and leave 'home' as an adult and the anxiety of heading out into a very big world. Kudos well deserved! I love this poem! Thank you for sharing, dear poet...

[MrBlack202]

And at the end of the day foster care parents only want the best for "their" children. Thank you so much for the review, I have no words to express my gratitude.

[Marie]

Most welcome always, dear poet...

[Chris Shaw]

I would imagine foster children have a real sense of apprehension if they are leaving a foster home which has provided nurture, security and love for them. Going out into the big wide world. This poem tells a story which is the opposite. Sadly there is alot of broken and torment in the memories. Sad to read.

Chris

[MrBlack202]

Thanks for the review, but in the end we have to overshadow failure with success. In order to succeed. Once again I appreciate you reading my poem.

[Chris Shaw]

You have such a positive outlook . You are welcome.

[emmajoygreen]

One can only hope and pray what warmth and gentle guidance youngsters have in 'home' is both wise and honestly given. All those involved need be tried, tested and officially checked in every conceievable way. That done, God willing, youngsters who need what they should have been born and remain in .. should go forward and not and NEVER BE LOST to the street or any form of harm. Tragically and cruelly the opposite can happen. Vigilance is essential. Your words are so thoughtful, many thanks.

[MrBlack202]

Thank you so much for the review. I totally agree with you.

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

almost every home can feel like this. and any happy home can become like this on a dime. our comfort and happiness is never guaranteed. many people run fast and drowning themselves in work or other pursuits trying to escape the past. 'And yet you are here.' while the text doesn't explain who 'you' is, i thought of the Buddha, and the guiding light the Dharma brings. i hope everyone has some sort of light leading them 'even in their darkest night.'

[MrBlack202]

I really appreciate your review.

[Betty Hermelee]

i find hope among the darkness in your poem…. it’s very hard to chase away those unsettled memories and shadows that seem to follow you….but you seem to have faith that there will be light someday…. i worked with foster kids for 27 years as their advocate and what happens to them varies from success ( as measured by standards ) to utter failure, ending up either homeless or in prison…. some are lucky and get adopted…..
thank you for sharing your piece.
warmly
B🌷

[MrBlack202]

Thank you so much for the review. And in the end hope is all we have.

[Betty Hermelee]

You are very welcome, a pleasure🌷
Warmly, B

[Pryde Foltz]

Some of us take for granted the support a safe and secure home can give. I resonate with the will of your words to grant one to all children. Wonderful write.

[MrBlack202]

Thank you for your kind words.