Hey Mom I Want You

I wanted this mom but she does not want me. She might change her mind, so I wait. In limbo. For her decision. She is holding all the cards. She has been wavering for weeks. I do want her, do not want her. I sit patiently, unconcerned. Knowing the angels will come get me either way. Sooner or later. This is what always happens. Hey, mom, I say to her. I want you. In a few weeks the angels come and get me. Bringing me back to wait for a different mother. I do not take it personally. It was her loss, not mine.