Analysis of Heat you something up on the stove



My life has always been Hectic, I am the oldest
Like when both my mother and my dad left, without notice

I felt alone I felt unloved
But that's a pleasure
Not for I to be able to feel bad
I had to be strong and to be the best thing my siblings could have

My daddy left me crying in the yard
Don't leave daddy I pulled his leg real hard
Go back to you mama daddy's gonna go
I'm sorry boy I love you
So please
My son
Go home

My momma she left us all stranded
With her parents to take care of their grand kids
She wound up going to prison
Wrote us letters to say that she love and she missed
us all her beautiful children
Also said on the phone she would be different,
I'm sorry
Baby
I'll be home soon.

When you old and you can't form a sentence
And you bones hurt when it's cold
I'll cover you up and heat you something up on the stove

Daddy, daddy, I know why you had to go.
Daddy, daddy, I forgive you and I want you to know.
That I love you
And I harbor no hate

Momma, momma,
 please don't hate your self
Momma, momma,
 we forgive you so
please for give your self
And please know
 that I love you
And I harbor no hate, wish you would harbor not shame.

When you old and you can't form a sentence
And you bones hurt when it's cold
I'll cover you up and heat you something up on the stove

Daddy, daddy?
 Don't you know who I am?
I am the sin
 no I am the man
I am the child
with life that you gave
Please don't say you have forgotten
all of our precious days
Daddy?
do you know my name?

Momma? Momma?
 Don't you know you are my mom?
I was your first born,
 Your very first son
Please please mother of mine
 don't say that you
have forgotten about i?
No.
That's not.
 a tear.
 in my eye.

When you old and you can't form a sentence
And you bones hurt when it's cold
I'll cover you up and heat you something up on the stove


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Characters 1,842
Words 418
Sentences 17
Stanzas 11
Stanza Lengths 2, 4, 7, 9, 3, 4, 8, 3, 10, 11, 3
Lines Amount 64
Letters per line (avg) 22
Words per line (avg) 6
Letters per stanza (avg) 125
Words per stanza (avg) 34

About this poem

This poem is about my life, my parent me and my siblings loving and forgiving their mistakes. I also have written about how I will love and take care of them through their dementia and Alzheimers.

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Written on November 07, 2023

Submitted by trevorhaeden99 on November 07, 2023

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Trevor Haeden Hughes

I was born and raised in Arkansas, my parents both left me and my siblings with my moms grandparents, my grandfather drank vodka and slept while he was at home and when he was awake he was at work he gave my grand mother money to pay the bills at some point she stopped paying the bills and had been spending the money on drugs she left my grandfather for her cousin and moved into a trailer in the front yard my grandfather quit drinking cold turkey and somehow it made his cirrhosis of the liver activate and he died shortly after my mom had gone to prison before this when she left she started doing meth and was hanging out with Mexican gangsters, she went to prison for writing hot checks out of my grandparents check book after my grandfather died my grandmother lost the house they were able to contact my father who was in the military and me and my three younger siblings and my grandmother and my dad's mom all moved to fort Campbell Kentucky and lived on base with my dad my mom got out of prison and moved in with us my grandmother who raised us got caught on base by the military police with meth and a gun, shortly after my mom and dad split up and she and my grandmother and my little sister all went back to arkansas my two younger brother stayed with me not long after that my mom came back to get my youngest brother and then it was just me and my dad and one of my brothers my dad was always an abusive drunk to us and my mom now was no different luckily he wasn't hitting us though as long as we didn't make him to mad when he was drunk, my dad ended up getting discharged from the military because a soldier he burned a car down with for insurance fraud ratted him out somehow he still got an honorable discharge though he had no where to go so my mom came and got me and my brother and we went back to arkansas a few years later my mother lost the house and she had a friend from prison who came and got us and let us all live with her and her family in Iowa 3 months later my mom got us a place and then a new place a few months later I lived there for about 6 years i met my boyfriend and we moved to california there is a lot more that happened but this is basically my bio more…

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