I'm Proud
My love, now you are grown My little jenny All the memories When I was left alone with you Abandoned by the ones I loved I thought they love me too I felt my death was near Not until I looked into your eyes Your smiles were so precious and bright My fear was you losing it to my foolishness I was dragged to dust Insulted for my childlike act Insulted for a choice I made to love a canal man On the street I slept and woke Hoping for help to come for you For me, I didn't care I rallied this land I found no love I choose to be a whore So that my joy can be full Then I saw you grow I pushed you to school I took all the pains Cause my joy must be full My fellow mates made me their slave I took all of it So my joy can be full And now I watch you excel more than their sons The language I cannot speak I call your name With pride I say 'my daughter is a graduate' The saliva that fell to my face as I worship their feet Now smiles at me with her head up high I walked into places I suffered and smiled And all I see is gratitude I can see my joy is full Now I can leave and rest it peace The merry days you gave to me Is more than all the pain I've seen Those pretty eyes I rocked to sleep Is whom that makes my world go round My little jenny so soft and meek Take my goodbye, with little pain The world has much to grace you with Than I this old hag selling bread I love you so And wish you well Your proud mom 'the little witch'
Allwell
Founder, poet, and curator of Allwell Writes.
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