No need for ribbons to wrap your gift this year.
-
Once you wished for toys
then boys
now the noise
of my voice
removed
will prove
my love.
In my head
instead
I tell you aloud
how proud
of you I feel
it's unreal
that these words
won't be heard.
It's too late?
will you hate
(or scorn?)
forever she that had borne
you
and still mourns
you
though I've sworn
to
Stop. Full stop.
Distance and silence seem an easy gift
but the rift
cut adrift
unmoored
while I hoard
memories stored
back to the start
when you were a part
of my heart
now worlds apart
on the shore
how I adore
you from afar
love and words fill the reservoir
of my heart
awaiting fate in the abattoir
to be torn apart
and used to wrap your gift of silence.
About the Creator
Judey Kalchik
It's my time to find and use my voice.
Poetry, short stories, memories, and a lot of things I think and wish I'd known a long time ago.
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