Jesse's Daughter Poem by Randy McClave

The other day I received a text
Which was confusing and quiet complex,
She asked me how I was doing
And what life adventures I now had brewing.
She asked me if I missed being with her mother
Even though she was never my lover,
She then asked me if I wished that her mom was still there
Then she sent an emoji of a question mark, and blonde hair.
She then asked me what was new in my life
Or if I now had a girlfriend or maybe even a wife,
And how my life and its adventures have been
And did I enjoy traveling the Scottish glen.
She then told me now that she was with child
And how she and her boyfriend were excited and wild,
Then she complimented how I was such a great father figure
Which made my pride and honor feel so much bigger.
She then said she was nothing like her mother dear
From her child's life she promise she would never disappear,
Her mother she texted is now all alone
She had turned all of her family and friends to stone.
No family member wants to be at her mom's side
Because, she had taken everyone who knew her for a ride,
And the people like me who had once loved and respected her
She never cared for our emotions or what did later occur.
She texted that her mom had treated everyone like a piece in a game
And her problems unto everyone else she did blame,
She used others and broke promises and by destiny she was busted
Sadly, she now can't be believed or ever trusted.
She texted that she was sorry for how her mom had treated me
And she's sorry for giving me the third degree,
She then P.S'd I bet you're glad that you had never sought her
Signed, Jesse's daughter.

Randy L. McClave