To the Mother I Never Knew
To the mother
That was always undercover.
Who Re-Entered my life when I lost my brother.
As the tears rolled down my cheek.
I could barely speak.
But to never think in a week.
I could feel so weak.
Before I went to sleep.
I would always count my sheep.
But the love was so cheap.
From the love I never gained.
To the rain down the window pane.
As I walked in shame.
From the hurt and pain.
But to the mother I never knew.
The sky is still blue.
Can you love me.
Like I love you.
Copyright © Derrona Watts | Year Posted 2015
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