The feeling of regret when I see your eyes
The constricting pain in my heart
and all the sighs
Your worst
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Maura, this made me remember my mother, who I was also not her pride and joy. Maybe if I had been born a natural girl, she would have loved me more, but being transgendered, she threw me to the wolves when I was 12 years old. This poem could be about the mothers who in their shame, their bewilderment, their anger that we take up their moments of pleasure, because they have to look after us. This poem could be about them, because it certainly describes my mother's attitude towrads me. Even though she never hit me, or abused me in any way, she might as well have, because when I was 12 years old, she sent me to a state institution where I was abused in every conceivable way. Oh I'm sorry, I'm rambling again. Your poem screams for your mother's love, and is written with emotion that is heartfelt and soulful. I can feel the isolation in your soul, Maura, as you try to make your mother see that you are a good person, and just want a few moments of her time, or a sincere 'I love you', or a 'you did very well, Maura', something to show she loves you. Many will be able to relate to this poem, Maura. Thank you for sharing. Stay strong Maura, because it is in our strength that we can heal. Love & hugs, Barbara
as a child we always be loved by our parents especially our moms. I was touched by this poem. I think even she didn't show more affection to her child, deep inside her the love is still there. Lovely poem Maura. best regards, joan d.h.