I have two children, I cannot see, <br /> though my love is strong, as love can be. <br /> Since a divorce, two went two ways, <br /> one hides the children, to this very day. <br /> No letter, no phone call, nor touch of their hand, <br /> no picture, no hug or love shared with this man. <br /> The children loved me, the last I took them home, <br /> before mom moved again, to leave dad alone. <br /> Their mom moved, then remarried too. <br /> I am their father, usually alone and blue. <br /> I wait for my children, in hopes that one day, <br /> their love will return and come looking my way. <br /> J.G.S. III are the initials of my only son, <br /> for he is now eight, and a lovable one. <br /> Then there is my daughter Jennifer Renee, <br /> she's five and for her my love grows each day. <br /> If these two could return, change my one into three, <br /> times could be tough, but I'd still be happy.<br /><br />James Stewart, Jr.<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lost-love-4/
