when they were young,
I was angry, heartbroken,
and hopeful.
Confused as to my new role
and how my life had changed.
Slowly, I adjusted
was able to get thru the days and endless nights
not so angry anymore
able to look for the good
and enjoy parts of life
People always remarked at my smile-
How can you?
How could I not
My children are so special and precious,
each wonderful in anything they can do
Yes, they had many difficulties,
but there was hope.
Little did I know
How they would suffer
how much more heartache
we could bear.
Today my ANGER is back.
My Frustration & heartache are back with a
vengeance
Every day I am greeted by my daughter’s cries
that I cannot make go away
She suffers and suffers
and my heart breaks
into little pieces
held together by the tape that binds her wounds
So fragile is my heart,
So fragile is my baby
Hope is almost gone for her
I cannot stop the tears
that I used to quell with such ease
I try to smile,
but it gets harder every day
All I have are her kisses
and I grasp for them
as I fall apart
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