My mother taught me how to love
my love
My mother taught me when to cry
my tenderness
My mother taught me what to feel
my teacher
My mother taught me how to lie
my lover
Me my mother knows the truth
show me how to feel
Me my mother feels her pain
that I may feel your love
Me my mother’s afraid to feel
in it’s entirety
Me my mother’s hard to heal
in it’s glory
My mother says ‘don’t cry, you look guilty’
in it’s hunger
My mother thinks I should be thankful for what I’ve got
and sadness
My mother shows it’s ungrateful to want happiness
that I may weep with you
My mother means ‘don’t rock the boat’
and laugh
Me my mother question right and wrong
with honest love
Me my mother try to get along
stir my heart
Me my mother doesn’t know what makes her happy
my softness there
Me my mother is seen as sassy
like your sweet caresses
My mothers life’s a duty
hold my head within your arms
My mothers heart is hard
and whisper your emotion
My mothers tongue is dirty
tenderness envelopes me
My mother is a farce
and I feel
I feel
I feel
I feel
warm with you
© Copyright 2007 Jodine Derena Butler. All Rights Reserved
Another stocked full of emotion – where do find the words Mx
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There are two poems in one here. An added twist… What IS your name O Italian One? Jx
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Wow, I love the way you did this …. and for speaking for me
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Thank you and you are most welcome! Jx
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I dunno…feelings I guess. Jx
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