I'm sorry, Mom

When she told me

I could become

anything I wanted,

her mind danced around 

degrees and figures.

She was not picturing 

her little girl

curled on the floor

hoping

praying

needing 

to be yours..

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Wonderful use of words and thoughts. I have enjoyed your poetry. I will return later to read more. You are a talented writer Amelia. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote