Two empty bedrooms,
Where you should be,
But true, came my biggest fear,
For the owners of the rooms,
Are no longer here,
I should be your mother,
Do everything I can,
Wishing I was always able to do that,
During tough times,
I wanted to be strong like a man,
And I fear for my part,
That shall be forgotten,
All those years of your lifes,
That I had a part in,
I fear for your anger,
As you will grow older,
And as your days might be tough,
Memories painful,
And I am the beholder,
Letting go of you,
Feels like being stabbed to death,
Without dying, I keep on breathing,
To stay in your lifes,
That I'm sure I need to be in,
My mind goes back, many years ago,
How could it all have lead to this?
My good will, my good intentions,
Now it all leads to a goodbye kiss,
But you are my children,
And I want you to be,
Kept safe and happy,
Even when it's not with me,
So people might think that I'm a loser,
I don't care for them, though the road is tough,
And I will miss you, cry and scream,
But at least you will be happy,
And we will remain to have everlasting love,
Sorry if I let you down,
I tried so hard to be a better mother,
Than the ones I've had in my life,
I'm glad you have a loving father,
For this is not goodbye,
And it will never be,
There is a familiar face that will always return,
And I promise it will be me...
I love you..
Mickey Heart.
Aquarel: | Maandag, november 07, 2016 15:49 |
Jouw liefde voor je kinderen is zo duidelijk in dit gedicht. Je hebt ze niet in de steek gelaten, maar op de beste plek voor hen. Het belang van jouw kinderen gaat boven je eigenbelang. Daaruit spreekt jouw moederhart, hoewel het huilt. Sterkte, liefs, Aquarel |
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Avr: | Zondag, november 06, 2016 18:22 |
Een ontroerend mooi schrijven! Sterkte! mvg Avr | |
Auteur: Me-randa | ||
Gecontroleerd door: Me-randa | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 06 november 2016 | ||
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