Juliet R Jordan
The Prisoner

id you think that I asked to be a mother at fifteen?
No, I had dreams...
I wanted to be...I wanted to be - somebody!

Did you think I wanted to keep her after what he did to me?
No, I wanted to be free...
Free to be the child I was supposed to be.

Every time I looked at her face,
I saw his piercing eyes.
How was I supposed to love her when her face I did despise?

He robbed of my innocence -
He snatched me from my youth -
I was bitter, angry and resentful if you want to know the truth.

Then one night - I watched her sleeping,
Something magical occurred that night
I looked a little closer and beheld her in a different light.

I saw a radiant beauty, one I'd never been able to see;
I saw a little angel, and she looked so much like me.

Did you think that I asked to be a mother at fifteen?
No, but let it be told...
...That I won't trade my little girl for the world.





   

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