Family Ties

I’m out here all alone,
struggling on my own
—where are you, Momma?
Where are you?

‘Cause the world is harsh and cold,
and I’m out here all alone;

Where are you, Sister?
Where are you?

I was there,
when you needed me.
Always.

Whenever you,
felt like the foundations of your
heart and home
were crumbling,

I held out a hand,
which you took,
to keep from tumbling
down.

And each time,
I rebuilt with you,
and patched together the cracks
and holes in the walls,
and helped define the questions
unanswered in your mind, I

was there,
when you needed me.
Always.

And now my reality is cold,
and I’m out here all alone,
…Where are you, Father?
Where are you?

‘Cause I’m struggling on my own,
and I’ve a heart, but not a home,
…where are you, Brother?
Where are you?

I was there,
when you needed me.
Always.

Whenever you,
felt like the foundations of your heart and the home were
crumbling.

Yet I’m out here all alone,
struggling on my own
—where are you, Momma?
Where are you?

‘Cause the world is harsh and cold,
and my heart is feeling froze;

Where are you, Sister?
Where are you?

And now my reality is cold,
and I’m out here all alone,
…Where are you, Father?
Where are you?

‘Cause I’m struggling on my own,
and I’ve a heart, but not a home

…Where are you, Brother?
Where are you?

—Marie Meyers

copyright Marie Meyers, 2016

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