I missed you yesterday And the other day, I miss you today, I know I will miss you still after today. Susan McMillan
For a moment Grant me a life time wish; To feel a mother’s love To know a mother’s touch To count on a mother’s kiss Allow me to know trust Only for a moment To be a child To belong to someone To be a jewel To be an answered prayer Only for a moment.…… Continue reading For a moment
Yes! They freely roll Down like river Mississippi With a hint of blood . Effortlessly They roll down little cheeks Like summer thunder Hitting dry ground . Child, Little child cries Little child wails From a hurting belly For bread crumbs . No There’s no other reason But hunger! Hunger That hurts little one Hunger …… Continue reading A child’s tears
Grandma’s eyes Knew to hold tears in place like A wedding bouquet to a bride . Aunt had died Her shell was to be buried She was grandma’s baby That I knew… My eyes “wanted” to see grandma’s tears I wanted to cry with grandma I wanted to share grandma’s pain At least one more…… Continue reading Grandma’s tears.
Bare hands held out Of a grieving mother shattered As little one fades away. Susan McMillan
That photo! That photo of mama Takes me to her days Days I choose not to know Days with a hidden story Days of loving through betrayal! Days of “living” in a sick body Days of letting go of her babies Days of sleepless nights Days of wonder And weariness. In that photo I see…… Continue reading Mama’s tears
You wake up smiling Sunshine with my teardrops showing, You smile even brighter asking me to smile back Shinning on my face begging out loud still that I smile Cry with me a little Sunshine So I can smile back too. Susan McMillan
Fancy pain I call it; assembled with might to not break even if it hurts. Bruised petal it is; still standing as it dies. Broken wings; of a bird that still tries to fly. Steady stream; of a rolling River about to burst through rocks. A crack; in a glass about to shatter at the…… Continue reading Bottled tears
Mama, Mama, mama, mama Didn’t you hear me cry? Didn’t you hear me call? Calling for you in that nightmare; That left me weak That left me bruised That shattered me That had me hurting That left me scarred Mama, Why? Why did you? Why did you let go; Let go of this child? Mama,…… Continue reading Mama?
Draw me; Draw only what I reveal Draw not my scarred heart See not my wrinkled past Dear pencil holder; Look not beyond my eyes Look not beyond the smile I present Ask not the lingering questions; Of the heart and soul Of the tears you see Of the pain you read Of the bitterness…… Continue reading Dear pencil holder,