mental illness

Mother’s Love for Teenage Daughter Poem

*This is a poem I wrote for my daughter when she was 16 years old, after a traumatic sweater incident.   As out children get older, we come to the realization that we will not always be able to protect them from the troubles in the world. The ideal of “Mommy can Fix Everything with a Kiss”  becomes something like a dream from a past life.  There is a sadness to this realization that they will be going out into a world that often has darkness to it. So the little “fixes” we can offer take on a whole new meaning. 

 

With my Own Two Hands

Sirens whiz by on the road outside
Someone unknown to me is in trouble
I say a silent prayer.

The six o’clock news shows a video
People are homeless from a hurricane
I offer a silent prayer.

An accident occurs on the road as I drive
A person is in trouble
I call 911 on my cell.

My daughter spills hair dye on the new sweater
Her grandmother gave her for Christmas.
She cries.

I take her to the store and buy her an identical one

I tell her Grandma will never know
Happy to do it because

at least
for now…
She still has problems I can fix
With my own two hands.

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With My Own Two Hands / Poem for my daughter

Sirens whiz by on the road outside
Someone unknown to me is in trouble
I say a silent prayer.

The six o’clock news shows a video
People are homeless from a hurricane
I offer a silent prayer.

An accident occurs on the road as I drive
A person is in trouble
I call 911 on my cell.

My daughter spills hair dye on the new sweater
Her grandmother gave her for Christmas.
She cries.

I take her to the store and buy her an identical one
Happy to do it because

at least
for now…
She still has problems I can fix
With my own two hands.

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You Will Always Be My Child

I brought you into the world

For my own reasons

I wanted a friend

A playmate

A confidant

I taught you the things that I thought

Would inspire you

to learn

to create 

to love

I never thought of the pain

The world inflicts

On everyone

Even you

my creation

my child

I never meant to see you feel

The pain that I have had

From the others

So callous

so cruel

I hope you can forgive me

For not being able to protect

Your heart

Your body

Your mind

I brought you into this world

To love you

Protect you

I tried

I tried

My heart breaks every time

I see your heart break

From those

Unworthy

Of you

You will always be the child

I  wanted by my side

To care for

to protect

to love