Open Poetry #1 |
Mother to Son *No Words* |
tori Senior Member
since 1999-06-18
Posts 520Mechanicsville, Maryland, USA |
My Sons, There are no words to say here that I've found to help me through There are no books that tell me how to explain this all to you It is no wonder that your hurting, I know cause I'm hurting too But believe me when I say the last one's I want to hurt is you I know it doesn't help much now, with all the hurt you feel I'm sorry that this happened and there's noting I can do But with all the years that have passed me by, I have to face the truth And no matter how I try now these feelings just wont go And believe me I have wished for it, so- so long, but no... I can not live a lie now, and so it is I go I feel so bad inside sons, confused and lonely too Before I walk out that door just know I'm missing you And the reason that I've stayed here is because of you I wish that you could know loves, all I have been through But talking bad about your dad is something I wont do I ask one thing of you sons, wish happiness for me, for no matter where we are sons, your mother I will be If I could move the heavens or rearrange the sea I would go to the ends of earth to see you both happy I've tried to keep together all that I hold deer For years I have succeeded, but sons my time is here I must be moving on now, as the years have passed me by I can not going on living in a love that is a lie But know that you are always, in my heart and on my mind And no matter how mad you get, I'll love you for all times Please reach out and call sons, for what ever that need My love for you wont stop, till this body no longer breaths Don't shed the tears sons and please, don't watch me leave Remember I will be right here for you, Anytime you need With all that I am I love you We will get through this! together, Mom tori 1999 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ If with pen in hand I make you think I've not wasted one drop of ink vlh. [This message has been edited by tori (edited 07-15-99).] |
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Alwye
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Member Elite
since 1999-06-16
Posts 3850In the space between moments |
Sad and exquisitely written...I really like this! ------------------ ..And down from the eternal heavens comes fate's jeweled fingertips, it's magic flowing into awaiting souls..--Krista Knutson *Krista Knutson* |
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tori Senior Member
since 1999-06-18
Posts 520Mechanicsville, Maryland, USA |
Thanks Alwye!! :-)Glad you liked it. |
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Poetwheel Member
since 1999-07-07
Posts 208Canada |
Well written but if she loved her sons so much and hated her life so much, why did she leave the poor sons behind? I would think that such devotion would mean either a>toughing it out b>stealing away with the boys. Just comments. Nicely written. PW ------------------ Poetic Wheelbarrow http://www.stormloader.com/poetwheel/den.html |
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