Though tinged with sadness and a growing sense of helplessness as the poem progresses, this is such a tender and heartfelt write that I felt it in every fibre of my being. My son is eight now, still in that stage of wonder and joy at everything the world has to offer. Sometimes, I wish I could freeze time and keep him just as he is forever, but I know it can never be.
Scrolling through back pages can be arduous, (so many writers, and I truly want to try a taste everything there is on offer,) but it all becomes worthwhile when I discover such a gem as this.
A daughter needs her mother. The love that you search for so lies beneath the depths of our nature as we strive to be that protective shield to our young ones.
Very emotional, deep and captivating piece Frieda.
yes Frieda, I do see the "real you", and the pain that pummels your shield... the obsession that breaks your heart as you have done from the beginning when he was first breathing and opened his eyes... the obsession of love and of wanting him to live life without life's horrors... so yes, I see the real you Frieda and all that your are and do... a "tapestry" of rich colors and strength, even at the height of dispair and I love the real you... because you are you... as do so many others that do see you and know you...
your words and the music inspire, even as they sadden... xxoo
~~redzone
A loving write to your child...
I feel this with my children and I am thankful I have only small inconveniences I would take away for them.
They must live their path and we must live ours. They are not the same no matter how much we wish it could be so.
I felt your heart here Frieda.
Wow very interesting Frieda, I sense a confusion of someone debating on trying to work out the love gone wrong or just walk away for the good of both hearts.
This is a heart wrenching, soul stirring, beautifully written piece. Thank you for this deeply moving glimpse into the bond shared between a mother and her child. I cannot find the words to express how absolutely amazing I find this to be ma'am. I am with Vidya, I FELT EVERY WORD...
I understand this well chica.The love we have for our kids from the very first second they enter our lives.You can only hope that they would listen and heed your advice but sometimes they don't.And it is their life after all so all we can do is be there for them when they need us.You have really penned this from the heart and I felt every word :)
This poem.is perfection...every word is a glimpse into a mothers heart. The pure love found in a babys tiny face never ends....even when their path runs off course we see what once was. We long to protect them...but we know in many cases we can't. Most often not even from themselves. This is such a heart felt write....from the very well of your mother love.... it moved me beyond words. xo
This is powerful! Love intermingled with heartache. It really is how the story plays out sometimes. You penned this beautifully. Brilliant write! xoxo :)
If you want to know me, read my poetry, it's all in there. I am a mother of three sons (my finest moments) a sister, a survivor and a little bit crazy. I lost my beloved sister to suicide, so you'll.. more..