RHONDA BY: NATASHA HODGE
Time goes by in here with no letter from my family.
Can’t help but to imagine they move through their entire day without even thinking of me.
My first and only grandchild is over a month old now.
No one has yet bother to send me a picture of her. Fuckin Wow!
My feelings get very hurt and depression begins to set in.
That’s when I hear my name at mail call.
Of course, there’s mail from my best friend!
Rhonda.
My lover. My support. The sweetest thang Ive ever known.
Without here, there’d be no sunshine.
Each day filled with gloom
Her encouraging words remind me to keep my head up and take care of myself.
Let’s my spirit feel hope instead of doom.
Between Rhonda and prayer, I require little else.
Doesn’t hurt that she’s sexy and memories of her touch make me melt!
The love she shows me is unconditional,
She always has my back.
She never leaves me hanging,
Even though sometimes I’m a bitch and a train wreck.