LAUGHTER- By Ryan Guiley May 05, 2015
LAUGHTER
I can still hear the laughter coming from my kids,
Playing tag or in a castle where they hid.
One is quiet and shy, the other is very loud
I love them so much and I’m very proud.
I don’t know why they had to be switched,
It’s all gone and I’m no longer rich,
I miss her curls and one calling me Dad,
It’s an unthinkable story and awful sad.
How do I know if one likes computers and the other dolls?
They are not my children as I put up a wall,
They will call me crazy but I know my own blood,
It’s unbelievable but I know that they are duds.
Was it my son who went on the ice?
Or my daughter in a dress looking pretty and nice,
Being away from your kids for that long of a time,
IT’s not fun, just like lemons and limes.
One is smart, the other one shines so bright,
I wish I could see them with all my might,
If I could sit by them and read them a book,
Will make me happy and give me a million dollar look.
It’ been a lie to me for a year and a half,
Innocent children, just like little calves,
Missing their father and don’t know who he is,
I’ll do anything, to let them know that they are his.