Baby Birds
You told me
when I nearly died
how weird it felt
to feed me
how agape I waited
mouth open wide
for the next spoonful
like I did as a baby
Hungry little bird
You told me
when you were dying
you didn't see me till
days after I was born
years of guilt
that we did not bond
unwed teenage moms
in those days
unconsidered
Hungry little birds
You told me
when I was dying
for your approval
that I was not pretty enough
not strong enough
ridiculed me
insulted me
cut me off
Hungry little bird
I told you
when you were dying
when you asked me
why
that it was all ok
that we just were who we were
and that I loved you
that it's ok
mom it's ok
Hungry little bird
A decade since
you passed away
I live with
echoes of your words
and only now
I realize
that for your love
I will always be
Your hungry baby bird
17.03.19
Copyright © Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart | Year Posted 2017
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