When the time comes, will I stand tall? Will there be pride or fear in my eyes. Will I tell the truth or be consumed with lies? Will I feel pressured, or will I fall into place with ease? Every waking moment, every moment in my dreams was spent preparing me for when the time comes when I would have to tell you the truth about just where you came from. Who your father was, and who he wasn’t. Dare I be the one to change the image you’ve held close to your heart all of these years. Will you take it all in, or will you push it away? Will you change how you feel about me? I’m not sure I can bare what my world may become. I cannot face a future without your love, understanding, and admiration. When the time comes, will I stand tall? Will there be pride or fear in my eyes. Will I be able to face tomorrow and the days thereafter? Will I find forgiveness in my own heart?
When The Time Comes©
Copyright 2018
By Felina Silver Robinson
The Writings of Felina Silver Robinson 