Hear My Heart
This quest for the faceless mother, hidden deep away. Looking for perfection , firstly she’s compared to you, All those years of commitment, against what is so soft and new. How can you not love your life giver but is that really bad? I’ve learned her role is an extra gift of something I already had. Acceptance, Commitment and truth stare right into my face. But it has now two sets of eyes and my world is a brighter place.
The assurances that she whispers to me… I want to say to you. I will never ever leave you and our love is strong and true. The words I’m wanted , claimed by her, was a dream come true But its also so important, to my heart, to hear those words from you. 2-10-99 © Tammy Pell
Is built upon your visage, I see keenly every day.