Theresa Ann Moore

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Not a Father’s Son


When I was born
You were forlorn.
I was not a father’s son.

I was a bawling girl.
Didn’t even have a curl.
I was not a father’s son.

As time progressed,
In lace I dressed.
I was not a father’s son

I was your only child.
My disposition was mild.
I was not a father’s son.

Did you wish I was a boy?
Would that bring you joy?
I am not a father’s son.

When I married and had a son.
He was named after someone…
Joe, like you; he is your grandson.

Submitted: Saturday, March 24, 2007
Edited: Saturday, February 05, 2011

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