Mommy Dearest
Whose job is it to teach and to guide
To instill in a girls heart
The lessons needed for life
A mothers touch is like no other
You were too young to know
How to train and show
Each child to know
What is right and what is wrong
It didn’t need to be a song
And dance
Just daily guidance
Lessons would be learned
About the boundaries
Because my adversaries
Took my ignorance
As compliance
How do you say no
When you’re not sure
If a hand on a knee
Or a hand up your skirt
Would lead them to think
That I was free
To be treated like dirt
There were times I needed a hug
But you would shrug
You are to big
For that sort of thing
Yet I would see you hug my sibling
Jekyll and Hyde
One minute hot
One minute cold
A mothers love
Who can tell
If what you get
Will serve you well
I will not dwell on the past
I choose to cast
Those demons behind me
And embrace
A mothers love at last.
Copyright © Shirley Garnettsteverson | Year Posted 2011
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