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A Mother's Heart
by Joan SerratelliI don't think
I was cut out
to be a mother
I worry too much
I drive them crazy
when I don't
hear from them
and I get upset
and cry
When all I really want
is to know
that they are safe
and sound
I love my kids
dearly and I guess
that's why I worry
When will the worrying end?
about a year after I'm dead
and I've reached my final
resting place
Maybe I will calm down then
I don't want
to be like this
but it's very hard
to live
when your brain tells you
not to worry
but your heart
won't let you stop
I wasn't cut out to be a mother
06/09/2006 Author's Note: I am once again waiting for my daughter to call- been up since 4 in the morning.
Posted on 06/09/2006
Copyright © 2024 Joan Serratelli
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 06/09/06 at 04:09 PM It is hard to let go, isn't it? Your worries are well expressed. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 06/12/06 at 01:35 AM As a parent of a 23 year old son, the worrying never stops, but if they can survive their teens, and hopefully mature with whatever wisdom you've instilled on them and what they've learned on their own, the worrying dimishes in some ways. Thanks for the well worded reminder Joan. |
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