A Child I Named Lanard

I took this baby in as my only son
Who I loved ever so strong
No one never knew he ment the world to me
Now social service want to come and take him from me

But this I can not let happen
Even though I'm not his father god knows I don't even know his mother
He was just a baby I found in a blanket on the street god sent him for me to keep
I will do any thing just to keep him but I'm just a 18 teen years old what can I do

I know deep inside I'm the only one that can under stand this baby
Even though he was born a mute
But my only wish is to raise him as my own but that can not be
Only if they could only see how much I care for him

Lord knows I cried when they came and took him from me to day
I looked at Lanard's face an seen he was crying
I just wished there was something I could do but I was defenseless and unable to defend him
My mother said to just let him go I said hell fucken no he is my son and I love him dearly
But in the end he finally became my adopted brother who I raise as my son.

Poetry by davon montgomery
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Written on 2010-03-03 at 19:35

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Touching story with a nice flow.

Stan Cooper The PoetBay support member heart!
Davon...this is one hell of a story...I don't know if it's
fiction or fact...It has a happy ending and whether true
or not, I enjoyed the read