32nd. Mother

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Mother

-By Sophia Cac


Dear, sweet caring, mother;

Do you know how much I crave for your attention?

Could you see this love I'm showing you?

Do you hear my scream when I whisper my call?

Could you hear my sorry when I cry?

Do you feel how much I want you to look at me?


My dear, lovable, mother;

As a child, I only want you to be by my side and understand this childish me.

But it seems working is the only thing you think of

I'm not mad, I'm only upset.

To know you shout at me and argue with me about little things.


Dear my devoted mother;

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to break my toy.

I thought it was something to bite.

I'm sorry, I didn't know what was I doing,

I thought it will be alright with you.

Could you forgive me?


My only mother...

How have you been?

As people walk pass through us,

Why are you down?

I tried to say something to make you smile, 

but why are those frown keep getting deeper.


You talk to me finally

But why are you saying sorry?

Did I done something again?

I'm sorry if I didn't behave right, I promise I'll be a good child.

You said you have to get something from the car,

You promise you'll come back.

So I've waited,

And waited.


My young and single mother;

Where have you been?

I know it's been rough all this year.

I heard you found yourself a family,

A happy family.


Dear mother;

Do you remember me?

I've lived alone for a long time.

I've work night and day to give me my own needs.

I study hard to have be able to entered university with a scholarship.

Did you hear? I graduated. Are you proud of me? 

It's okay if you didn't, I'm fine

and now I'm here, having my own family.



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