Wednesday, June 19, 2013

saving mommy

Your sweet voice
is soft whispers spoken,
an innocent saving
me from myself.
Little hands grasp
pulling me closer

 "I love you"

Even though I
am undeserving
of your love.
Precious little person
I do not know you
and time has stolen so much
giving back so little.
How can I regain
what was taken?
How can your
love be enough?
You never give up.
Every word you speak
cuts through the dark
waters that engulfs
my soul...
and they reach
me some how and
bath me in light
for the moment.

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