Saratoga RoseA Poem by ConnieMy LifeIn beautiful Saratoga NY, was a child never meant to be born. A life created out of lies & sin, and her mother would never adore.
Her father had a family, For her he could not take, he bore no responsibility, for this life that he had made.
Misdeeds came to create her, unforeseen and with regret. Talked into the un-welcomed, but she will have a purpose.
A purpose set aside for her, to revive the life within. Those hurt with deeds of her mother, her unspeakable acts of sin.
No concern for those in her path, she'd do what she felt best. No care for tears or hearts broken, to satisfy the flesh.
Void of joy & self respect, forget about anyone else. How can she feel for anyone, when she does not love herself?
Her child had grown without the love, a mother should have gave. Hateful words and beating fists, and a life filled with rage.
The day had came when she got away, from her mother's sinful crimes. The years before had took their toll, a new life she'd learn to make.
For some reason unknown till this day, this girl had survived it all. Though scars remained she believed one day, that she would come to know love.
Though her mother threw her away, like she were nothing more than trash... In all of this chaos emerged a rose, like the Phoenix from the ash.
One day this girl had kid's of her own, and her life was filled with love. Her life is now beautiful and happy, ...The Saratoga Rose.
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3 Reviews Added on September 9, 2015 Last Updated on January 10, 2019 Tags: child abuse, overcoming, strength AuthorConnieCutchogue, NYAboutHi everyone! I can't believe its been 3 years since I was last here. So much has happened. I've been writing since an early teen. I've published 3 volumes of poetry with a 4th in the works. more..Writing
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