jenniferhospe
being raised racist i fought all the odds and had interracial children whom i love to the moon and back, and now a proud grandma
I’ve snuck out my bedroom window for you
In the middle of the night
When the moon and stars were the only sources of light
And everyone who judged us was asleep.
As I ran towards you in the darkness,
I stumbled and fell over a rock I didn’t see.
All I have left from that night is a scar,
From the deepest wound I've had.
Now that it’s day and the sun is bright
I can see things I couldn’t see before
Or perhaps chose not to see.
Now, I see that they were right.
@demcmurphy Thank you for the challenge! :)