When.....

When.....
I can do little right,
& all done seem a bit wrong ,
I can’t seem to sing harmoniously along,
then question if it even the same sung song,
as if in this very spot in time,
I not to belong.....
I can’t solve the riddle of us, truly shared blame but how to this where we have come,
not begin again as once w/ the other to rhyme..........
without forgiveness, our love’s, my reprieve;
My will to hear the tune, even dare it’s sadness to hum ........
I can only suppose to suppose,
in us still believe, so grieve,
of what may had WE might.
Make me again whole to harmonize.
hold as if again only me in the long, long night,
too mother me as I too your child & gently place a kiss upon my swollen closed eyes.
Whisper a mother’s melodic reassurance tune sung as when one of our children cries.
Please, Let it not be ‘It’ll be okay’ Mother’s hopeful lies.
Jgr 8/2018