PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

You won't write me a grand poem

Or mention me in some great speech 

Or draw us holding hands 

Though my assistance is a given 

My advice you despise

You turn your shoulder 

Roll your eyes  

Your scowl unwarranted 

My concern is discarded.

My care an invasion 

You shirk with a touch

or sign of affection 

You won't turn to see my face when i call your name 

My truths burn your ego 

My compliments you find hollow.

Guidance a criticism.to torturous to bear 

I will still stand on the precipice of danger 

My heart is a beacon!

My heart is a beacon!

A warning flash in your eyes 

Push me away 

Push me away 

I 'interfear' when your losing your way 

I 'abandon' you in your suffering 

Im never right 

I hold on too tight 

I dont make you proud 

I may be just a place holder.

A thorn in your side 

Just Use and abuse 

Use and abuse right?

A mothers pain runs deep

But her ability to carry it runs deeper 

Always a burden, 

Always a burden.

Never the mother you want 

 if only I could be better,

But what if, 

What if,

I'm just the mother you needed?

An age old dillema 

thus, this is a mothers mundane mission 

And still 

my love for you grows 

My love for you grows 

Unconditionally, 

I will always break your fall.

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