Rejected By Her Poem by Patricia Kelley

You don't know what it was that drove her to madness.
But at times you can feel the sadness.
You weren't there in her younger stages of life to rock her in a chair or brush her hair.
You weren't there to comb and detangle her wet hair.
You were only given a small window of opportunity to teach her.
And then, you felt rejected by her.
She told you that she should've been able to choose her own mother.
She wanted someone rich to choose her.
And you had nothing to offer her!