Rejected and Hurt

by Agnes Clarke

The womb was our comfort as twin sisters we grew

A joyful excitement to our parents so new

In childhood a closeness shared and enjoyed

In marriage to best friends our lives still were joined


First blessed with your children those girls I adore

Then with your grandchildren my heart with love soared

They each call me “Granny” a title I cherish

Now with differing views you want our relationship buried


In this world of derision can we not differ

Those decisions were yours and not mine

In anger all ties with me you have broken

Now rejected and hurt for your friendship I pine


I want to believe your heart is not cold

Like a field that is frost covered white

While my heart bleeds like the poppies blood red

On a battlefield carved with such spite


I pray that the sadness that haunts my soul night and day

May mirror your bitterness and brush it away

That the family you have broken may again be loving and strong

And to each hurting heartbeat may healing belong


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Writers Bio


I am a retired housewife and grandmother of Jacob and Jesse

I have been writing poetry for quite a few years

I enjoy the challenge of creating my verse especially from pictures

I live in Lisburn N Ireland and have been married for 50 years

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