Poems From The Heart

but I loved you

In a childhood's dawn, a father's embrace,
A promise of love, a comforting grace.
He fought for custody with words so sincere,
An oath to protect, to draw her near.

Through legal battles and courtrooms cold,
A facade of safety, a tale to unfold.
Whispers of hope, an illusion spun,
Yet, beneath the surface, shadows begun.

The stepmother's departure, a turning tide,
A storm brewed silently, concealed inside.
A daughter caught in the crossfire's might,
As love transformed into a chilling night.

On her 18th birthday, a cruel decree,
The warmth of kinship turned to apathy.
Kicked to the streets in winter's cruel breath,
A bitter twist in the script of life and death.

A father's love, once a beacon bright,
Now morphed into a heartless plight.
Promises shattered like fragile glass,
As winter's chill echoed the love's impasse.

Alone in the shadows, in winter's grasp,
She faced the cruelty of a parent's rasp.
Betrayed by kin, left in the cold,
A story of a daughter, both young and old.

Yet, within her, a spirit untamed,
Despite the cold, a flame remained.
Through the frost, she'd find her way,
To thaw the wounds of a wintry fray.

In the crucible of despair and strife,
She'd forge a path, reclaim her life.
For in the harsh winter's bitter sting,
A resilient heart would find its spring.