Mother’s lament
By meadowlea
So warm, soft, always there to envelope me,
So safe and comforting, never will he desert me,
I can have you always, just a touch away.
It’s not my family that I miss, not my two sons, my daughter, my husband,
Not my three new grandchildren, born into this world of lies, distrust,
deceit and hurt.
Can I ever forgive myself, that woman who looks everyday in the mirror,
to remind me that I failed as a wife and a mother.
Failed to protect, teach and guide, to teach the values that are important.
I tell the one in the mirror how many mistakes I made, how if able to undo
the damage I would.
So here I sit, in my prison of self-loathing. I gaze at you only a touch
away.
So warm, always there to envelope me, so safe and comforting, never will
you desert me. I can have you, just reach for you, and unscrew your top
and swallow away the empty sadness. Let you envelope me forever in your
warm darkness.
Composed by Toni Dobson. Posted at her request.
Comments on "Mother’s lament"
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On Tuesday, March 25, 2008, Fantecstasy
(120) wrote:
It is said that exemplary writing is devoted to the human condition, and I believe that this is as close to a "mother's condition" as most will get. Nicely written.