Procrastination for the Good

Scared and Alone

I want to tell you all

 

Afraid to cry

Afraid the tears wont stop

If they begin to fall

 

I waited so long

Fighting an endless battle

So my children wouldnt meet me

A cripple

Fresh off the scaple

 

The battle begins to change

As the winds of favor blow

Ever so slightly into my sails

I pray my hardwork shows

 

In the end

I sit here tonight

A pen in my hand

A tear in my eye

 

As I hear the words echo

Of the call I fought not to hear

 

You've run out of time

The day has come

We must act now

But never again will you run

 

Those days of playful laughter

left you long ago

 

Maybe they never even stopped

That was never on your map

But on your face this cannot show

 

Nathaniels birthday comes soon

less than two weeks away

 

I wont gift him worries

I want him and his brother

to have fun and play

 

Ten years of silent suffering

I can wait a while more

So my son can turn 11

Not worrying what about his Mother

Or what she must now endure

 

When childhood is brief

Who am I to shorten that

With worries of wheelchairs

Or pain in my back

 

He shouldnt have to worry

I wont let him cry

He and his brother

I hope one day understand why

 

These decisions that I make

To postpone the inevitable

Just so they can be a boy

One day more,

That treasure is imeasurable.

 

(10/17) Happy Birthday my precious Son, I Love you so much, I only want what is best for you.  I am so proud of you and your brother every day.  Nothing will ever change that.

 

Mommy

 

Ursula Kay Vos 

10/3/2011

 

 

Reviews

[EMF]

This is my third attempt to submit a review on this piece. But I have been backwards and forwards to it over the last few days to sum up what I feel. Firstly it is a great poem. Wonderfully emotional. But it is neither cloy nor sentimental. But it rips your gut's out with hooks and leaves you realing with hope and love. I have written longer reviews, and it's easy to get carried away. It is simply great. And review or not, I will return to it.

[Antonio Valentino]

Collette, these poems about you and your children are so emotional, and loving... I wish you and your's all the best :)

Amazing write.
Antonio