Daughter
A Mother's Love
She said an ugly word today
I heard it in my ear
Cold and cutting full of hatred
Though, is nothing for me to fear
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So pretty is her countenance
Her language, unexpected, stings
It must sit bitter on her tongue
To say such spiteful things
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She tries to take a bite again
To eat my heart up whole
The smell of sulfur rises strong
You cannot have my soul
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I touch her face, light and gentle
To tame her feral ways
Soft tears come flowing down her cheeks
The anger kept at bay
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Why rail at me, so strong and hard
I ask to understand
Because you’re there, she says to me
Holding my older hand
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Let us not fight my daughter, mine
For warm care, please do ask
When feeling sad, or down, or blue
In my love, you will bask
About the Creator
Sara Frederick
I often write about broken or damaged beings. But I love, love. I believe everyone, person or creature, deserves love and acceptance. Thank you for reading.
Comments (1)
Childish fits & tantrums, common to most if not all. Parental patience, love & compassion as we wish they always were, wish we would never once allow them to slip from our grasp, & always aspire to be. Simply poignant & beautiful.