A struggles occurs <br />to put food on our table <br />I take public transportation <br />the car is gone. <br />I carry the heavy groceries by myself <br />work, two jobs, now a singe mom <br />cause you up and left us <br />made that decision on your own <br />struggles to pay all the bills <br />two incomes, better than one <br />rent and the utilities, <br />the phone bill, and you don't even call <br />The evidence of things not seen <br />My body, you use to lie next too <br />aches now. <br />The children you once read bedtimes stories to <br />ask, when is daddy coming home. <br />How can a good daddy turn to a absentee daddy <br />What happened to our, what we thought was, perfect family <br />The evidence of things not seen <br />the heartaches, us longing for you. <br />Can you call us and tell us what went wrong? <br />You left, your toothbrush on the sink in our bathroom <br />left it there so when you return, <br />Your seat at the head of the table still there but empty <br />The evidence of things not seen, <br />gone but not forgotten <br />our faith continues day by day.... <br /> By, Adrienne Clark-Strachn <br /> 1/2009<br /><br />Adrienne Clark Strachn<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/evidence-of-things-not-seen/
