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I Had a Rough Time with Three Kids by Myself Alpha List Poems About Child Abuse Poems to Children Sad Poems Contents Home All poems: copyright by Nicholas Gordon Free scrapbook poems permission to use provided by the author. I had a rough time with three kids by myself, And I know that I didn't do well. Counseling, fights, children's services, courts: What I put you through must have been hell. But I loved you - all of you - all of that time, When my heart seemed to break every day, When crushed, and crushed, and crushed against stones, I would that the wind were my way. And I tried - how I tried - to be what you needed And show you the love in my heart. But often the fantasy crashed and exploded, And all that I was came apart. And now you are grown, I don't ask forgiveness, Just some understanding will do, Of the person, however imperfect, whose life And whose love was devoted to you. [contents] [home]