Every Child Needs a Parent to Love Them…
A/N So, just a one-shot poem I felt like writing. Please R&R and check out my other stuff. X
My name is Tracy Beaker,
I'm known for making up tales,
I'll search for my mum high and low,
I'll be her real seeker,
Whether she's in Hollywood, or Wales,
I just want to know,
She loves me.
My name is Justine Littlewood,
I might seem mean,
But dad's always forgetting me,
Sometime I wonder if I should,
Forget him and be a regular teen,
But all I want is to see,
He loves me.
My name is Louise Goven,
I struggle to choose,
I miss Justine and Tracy,
But my foster parents are lovin'
Me. With them I never loose,
And my hair is still wavy,
They love me lots.
Many years later…
My name is Tee Taylor,
Mum chose her boyfriend over Johnny and me,
I always listen to what Johnny says,
I act like he's the mayor,
After all he's my only family in the D.G.
Carmen prefers Lily in many ways,
Johnny and I just want to be loved,
My name is Johnny Taylor,
And you'd better not touch my sister,
Tee,
If you do you'll need and inhaler,
I'll give you much more than a blister,
She's my family,
We need parents,
My name is Lily Kettle,
My sisters have been fostered,
They didn't want me,
All I want is for us all to settle,
I guess I need to be altered,
I'm too protective of she,
Why can't we all be a happy family again?
My name is Electra Perkins,
My parents favoured my sister,
I just wish they'd leave me alone,
I can't help being their kin,
My stupid sister with her stupid mister,
I've grown,
And don't need them anymore,
My name is Floss,
Mummy abandoned me,
I don't want to leave,
I want to be the boss,
Encase she wants to find me,
But May-Lee won't leave me to breath.
Even more years later…
My name is Harry,
Jeff and I have been in care for as long as we remember,
I need to leave soon,
But, I don't know where I'll go. Maybe I'll see Sapphire,
The moral of this story I've collected,
Is that,
No matter what, there are always more care kids.
More of us.
We all need homes,
We all need families,
I went from the youngest in the house to the oldest,
All without being fostered,
Floss is still with me,
Mo went back home,
There's so many more young, lonely people,
And although this is the boring part,
I hope you'll listen.
You can help.
You could foster.
You can donate.
How much really is one extra mouth to feed?
Because it's one happy heart.
The End
A/N I hope you liked this, it's true, kids need homes. I know it's hard to consider, but someone has to…