Poetry 12/18/18

Clearing out drafts and found this gem.  Very subjective gem of course.  I enjoy my lame attempts at poetry.  A way to soothe what ails me.  Get feelings out on virtual paper instead of festering.

As a mom, I am full of insecurities.  I keep wishing for a do-over.  But that is pointless, the kiddos are 30 and 21 years old.  None of us wants to go backwards. And besides, the here and now is pretty darn exciting.  #ChooseJoy, #NoBiteMe, #NOChooseJoyBitingHurts 🙂

Without further ado and silliness

Pain returns

That really never left

The tears still fall

Full of much regret

No cause for shame

Is what you tell yourself

You did the best you could

Let go

You’re off the hook


5 thoughts on “Poetry 12/18/18

  1. Very nice, but we never let go do we, the moment you hold that Baby for the first time you are Mother for the rest of your Life and maybe even beyond. Merry Christmas to you and your Family and Good Health, Good Luck for the New Year.

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    1. Oh so true Anna. Letting go seems impossible.

      I wish you a warm and peaceful holiday season. Cheers to a wonderful 2019. Blink and it’ll be here 🎊🎊🎊


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