Too many emotional scars
had shown the effect on me
that within my tough parameters
I sometimes succumb to self pity
the little one is growing well
on my laps
learning about the beautiful life
while I am trying so hard
to suppress the brutal scars
I had been suffering
over years of uncertainty and injury
I dont know my dear
if the sacrifice is worthwhile
allowing a happy facade to shine
and collecting all scars to shun
I am learning
I am inching
and the little eyes
keep watching over me
and the little hands
keep holding onto me.
The old scars had hardened
I will nurse everything myself.
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