I was angry with you,
Even though you’re dying,
Angry because you’ve stopped
trying to live.
I was angry before I knew
You are dying
So am I
slowly, mysteriously
who knows when
I can’t hug my child again.
He’s what keeps me in this sad world.
He’s what makes me want to live.
How can I still be angry?
They did their best
given what they knew
surviving what they’d been through
I know they loved me
They doted, spoiled, pressured,
They slapped, clapped, neglected,
They cried, lied, tried to keep me
safe under their control.
However misguided
there’s nothing left to prove anymore.
I believe in the love
they gave and wanted to give.
Goodbye Mama.
I’m wearing the jacket you gave me
it shines golden buttons in the rain
You know my heart
is irrevocably yours,
whatever star you live on next
May you be blessed
with the happiness
you deserved in this one.

So beautiful…
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Thank you Bill
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My pleasure!
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This is a powerful piece, thank you for sharing it.
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Thank you very much.
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You’re welcome.
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