I watch them from the corner of my eye.
(because I don't want them to think I'm weird)
I wonder how I could get what they have.
I wonder what happened
that made my own mom turn away.
Do they know I watch them?
Can they see the lump in my throat?
Did I blink my tears away quick enough?
Do they know?
I hope not.
I know it's a sin to envy.
I just can't stop myself.
I want to....I know how it seems.
It's embarrassing.
It's crazy to want somebody to love you
if they don't.
But, I still want a mom.
One that would come over and visit
and ask how the kids are doing.
One that offers me a hug
when she hears how I'm hurting.
One that loves me.
i understand the absence, the loss, the longing. good job at capturing these things...
A really eye opening poem. Touching indeed. Thank you Mary...........Steve
One that offers me a hug, great poem, i can see myslf as a child waiting for my mom to put her arms around me, great poem......the one thing i cant take, is some one taking there love away, IT HURTS..........
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sometimes it hurts so much, you don't know whether blaming them or yourself would be less painful or put a stop to it - and does either?