Sperm Donor

November 14, 2008
A question mark with no answer
Yet you grow in me like cancer.
No name, no face
Just the genes that decide my race.
Through the years tried not to care
But it’s still not fair.
A father you could never be and that’s alright,
There’s just your part of me that needs some light.
Do I have your nose?
Have you always been close?
Ignorant to my life
Somehow always part of my strife.
A question mark you’ll always be
A sperm donor I’ll never see.

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EllieWatts11 said...
Apr. 27, 2012 at 12:33 pm
i love this
talithainengland said...
Nov. 24, 2008 at 8:01 pm
I love this poem!!! It is my favorite. She totally brings it down to life.
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