Linda Winchell

(still working on it! / Chicago Illinois)

'A Mother's Hurting Heart'


I had my heart truly broken today
By a man I call, “My Son.”
I knew when I talked with him
He wasn’t poking fun.

I asked him, “Why haven’t you called? ”
Or answered my emails? ”
His answer was so hurtful
Driving in deep the nails.

“I was busy doing something else
Didn’t have anytime for you.
And as far as those emails you send me
I blocked them now from my view.”

He drove those hurtful words in deep
Deep into my open loving mother’s heart.
Did he know what damage he was inflicting?
I think he knew it from the start.

But why would he feel this need, ” I wondered? ”
What was buried in his heart not shared?
Did I do something to hurt or anger him?
Or is it that he really doesn’t care?

I will give this burden up to God in prayer
And ask that He heal what is for me unseen.
To sooth my sons hurt and sin of pride
And take away evils mean.

By: Linda Winchell
Copyright: 2009

Submitted: Thursday, April 16, 2009

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  • Barry A. Lanier (4/16/2009 10:38:00 PM)

    We often get disappointed by our children as we often disappointed our parents..caught up in their world...struggling with making meaning of it...they often get side-tracked especially males...who by virtue of their gender....maturate possibly by the age of forty....if they are in the upper percentile....still shower him with love....and one day....he shall realize the abundance (Report) Reply

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