Will I Still Go To Heaven If I Envy? Poem by Mary Nagy
Will I Still Go To Heaven If I Envy?
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.
This poem genuinely tugs at the heart, at the end of the day, we all remain children searching for love we didn't receive or lost or desperately want to relive.
Some day we'll talk, Mary. I know how this feels...sorta like on the outside, looking in at Dick and Jane families you never knew. You have made your own 'Dick and Jane' family. Keep your focus there, Honey. Raynette
Do you think the rent your mum left in your sould will ever heal?
We can hope. What if someone sent her this poem? As to the title of this poem, the Devil may be a tolerant character but even he would not be able to cope with your soul. Best H
Of course you will go to heaven...your poetry opens a book that tells about a character with a good heart. I totally agree with Raynette.
Mary, if you take a look around you, I think you will find that there are many 'moms' around you with love to share. And I really like the way you ended this poem. avr
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Well your on your way to the new form of poetry Mary, another good one from you. That 'Mom's' still upsetting you isn't she, but perhaps expressing it this way is one way of dealing with it. Hope you aren't troubled too much sweetheart, keep that smile going. Love Ernestine XXX