I saw her

I saw her

A Poem by Tenten
"

expressing my inner child

"

 


I saw her, I caught a glimpse of her

The woman I knew from back then

My mother

I saw her, I caught a glimpse of her

The woman I knew from back then

She was strong she was honest

She was warm she was true

She was my mother . . . for a moment

I saw her, I caught a glimpse of her

And then the phone rang

And I watched, I saw her fade away

To the woman who knows only my face

Who calls her children second place

But I saw her it was real

She was real

And it is so unfair to tease me

With a glimpse of who she no longer is

With who she can no longer be

But I saw her and it made me so happy

And I felt so blessed to be with her

                To be in her sight

                To be something to her

I felt blessed to have her with me

                For just a moment she was ‘mommy’

Then the phone rang and she was stolen away

                By a cheating lover

                                Who dims her light her honesty her beauty

But for just a moment I…..

I saw her, I caught a glimpse of her

The women I knew from back then

And I wanted to say don’t go away mommy

But a lovers ring ripped her out of these hands

 

© 2008 Tenten


Author's Note

Tenten
Cp. 7:32PM Fri Oct. 19, 2007 NM Expressing the hurt inner child, crying, heart broken, releasing emotions unwillingly (Written Lenore)

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This is so sad Tenten, mixed in with happy moments,,,, don't give up, I am sure your "Mommy" loves you more than you know.

Sometimes selfish needs tend to get in the way, but in the end, you as the child must come first, I am sure that you do, for every child is so precious to their parent(s)

Nice poem

Love from,
Me

Posted 16 Years Ago



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