how do i tell you how i feel
when its my heart you want to steal
your love is like a spiders trap
with waiting arms you long to wrap
that undying devotion you show to me
has helped me learn what it is to see
that something has choosen you to live
and the love i have is all i can give
my precious son doomed from the start
you have opened my eyes and my heart
you shown you have the will to survive
and with that fighting you are alive
YOU ARE READING
My poetry
PoetryI write from my heart and from life experiences. I have a disabled son who was not expected to make it. Some are about him, some about a abusive situation I was in, some just love.
