wow what an amazing poem doing one for your son like that (i take it you have a son) and happy birthday to him from me as well
On this day, two years ago.
I woke up at 12:00 A.M....
Pulled from my slumber, by so much pain...
...Pain was all I had back then.
A friends betrayal, a lover lost.
His baby on the way.
The pain, the fear, pushed out the tears.
On the pillow where I lay.
At 4:00 A.M., I awoke again.
And this time I feel sick.
As I looked in the mirror, I asked "Why?!", .
Then I felt you kick.
All through the day, I ignored
the tightening of my womb.
You wanted my attention...
...but I was too consumed.
I was brought to the maternaty ward...
...It was about 11:15.
All the happy mothers, except for me.
Tell me, what could this mean?
I labored past noon, then 1, then 2..
... and at about 3:45.
I pushed with all the strength I had.
Then... you were alive!
And today I love you just as much,
As I did 2 years ago.
I wondered what my purpose was.
Until you let me know.
Happy birthday my son.
... Not Ever Again...
wow what an amazing poem doing one for your son like that (i take it you have a son) and happy birthday to him from me as well
That was touching.
It shows somewhat what can happen in situations like that.Like a lover walking out on you when he first finds out the news(it's an example;not sure if this is a true poem)
Well overall,it was a really good poem.
Become a wind, unfathomable distress. I'll hold back your loneliness.
Oh, its true. And as far as the "lover" is concerned... I dunno if it was the "news" that made him walk... or fate...
I'll never know either.
But I DO know one thing... His son (my son) is right here... and he aint goin' no where. He and his older brother are whats REALLY important. Because life should'nt be about MY pain... But rather, their comfort.
... Not Ever Again...
That was a touching poem.
The imagery was great and it really shows how much you love your son.
I also really like how you integrated time in your poem so well.
Overall, great poem.
Thanks to _gwenibe_ for this awesome sig!
wow ..How much you love your son ...
It's avery cute poem ..I love it ...
Happy brithday to your son..^o^..
hope to see more ...
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Yes... Thank you all! It was very challenging for me to go back to a specific time and try to remember exactly how I felt. I think everyone should try that... it was.... theraputic in a way.
... Not Ever Again...
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