It Matters

Note: This poem was written around a year ago, and came up as a memory on Facebook yesterday. I had forgotten I'd written it, and it has not previously been shared. The title, however, is new. It didn't have one before, so I've just titled it today. The poem was written in regards to my partner's first granddaughter, who would have been 9 months old at the time. She is now 21 months, and my partner has a second 1 month old granddaughter we're never likely to meet.

Whether you accept or not
Doesn't make it right
Things are not
Always black and white.

But this time
I have to say
It's clear to me
They want you away.

What you want
Matters not to them
It hurts me that you can't see.
I know how you feel
I wish you would say
And take advice from me.

I know what you want
And so do they
They must know that they hurt you
The reasons they have
Don't make any sense
You're letting them desert you.

Just because you went away
You think that you deserve this
But it wasn't all your fault
As much as you're convinced.

You're letting history
Repeat itself
Please, my darling, fight
You are worthy
You do deserve
Believe that I am right.

I know that you love her
You love her as your own
You want to be her Grandad
And this should be known.