Divorce is Hard on Kids

Divorce Is Hard On Kids

I was five when mommy told me
we were going to move away.
Mommy and Daddy were divorcing and
with my grandparents we would stay.

I missed my dad so badly.
I cried every single night.
My mom would hug and kiss me
and tell me it will be all right.

My sister was really little,
she didn’t understand it yet,
that we weren’t going to live with Daddy
and a new home we would get.

We stayed with Nana and Papa.
Daddy would visit once in a while.
I just couldn’t stay happy and
I found it hard to even smile.

I wanted to go back home
where all my thing still were.
Mommy told me we were moving again
to a little apartment with her.

“Is Daddy coming with us to
the new place we are going to live?”
Mom told me no he wasn’t and
that was the only answer she would give.

She put my sister and me in the car
and drove us to our new place.
I looked around our little apartment
and a small smile hit my face.

All my things were here around me.
I had really missed my stuff.
But then I was sad all over again
because my things just weren’t enough.

Daddy still wouldn’t be living with us,
Although I saw him almost every day.
That didn’t make it much better because
at night time, Daddy went away.

Mommy seems happier these days
without my dad around.
She doesn’t yell and cry anymore.
She’s actually fun to be with, I have found.

Things are starting to get better,
I still get sad a lot.
But, everyone is doing well
and two great parents I have got.

They both love me so very much
and they told me it’s not my fault.
I’m starting to believe them
and some of the sad feelings are starting to halt.

“This divorce stuff is really hard on kids”
I told my mom today.
But I told her not to worry
because I will be ok.

As time goes by, I get happier.
A little bit every day.
Just knowing I get to see my dad
makes it that much better, I would say.

As long as I have the both of them
even if they aren’t together.
Just knowing that they’re there,
I figure, any storm I can weather.