I have a brother,
that cares little to connect
because of our differences.
A sister,
too busy
with a husband
who won’t welcome me
to their home.
A son,
who cares little for a relationship
because he carries judgments
and has fiancee
that meets his needs.
A mother,
who is restraint from me
because
I can’t afford to visit
even thought she constantly asks
and no one will assist.

I feel family-less
BUT
at least I have my desires,
of nurturing my writing,
photography,
aiding humanity
and meeting everyday challengers.
At least, I have my dreams,
as I
carry no animosity,
just sadness.