My Dear Mom ...
At first it was strange!
To see you face to face.
To hold you in my arms...,
to be held by you.
Oh' Momma, how I have missed you.
I had to fight back tears,
in the hope of staying strong - - - for you.
After all the years being separated
I'm still your Baby.., Momma's son.

”The thoughts here were expressed soon after my first contact visit with my Mother in over a decade. It was a visit full of both joy and pain. Joy to see her and pain of not knowing the next time we shall be. “
Written May 6th 2005

For All That I Missed
(For: F. & K.)
By Jimmy Dennis
 
Long ago, I should have gone insane
just up and lost my mind,
in this hellish nightmare.
Layer upon layer
time and time again.
I've missed so much
of my daughters' lives.
 
My tears run dry
liken to the sand of an hourglass.
I missed first footsteps
and first word spoken
first days of school
and first dates
first of my little girls blooming into women.
 
Their Mom installed morals and values
but could not be Papa
and allow them to be Daddy's girls.., I miss...
 
Even in this hellish nightmare
I still dream with hope and prayer.
To hear them laugh
to sit around our dinner table
for them to come to me when needing advice
to take them shopping until they drop
I hope.., I wish.., I pray!