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In my mother's eyes
by Joy SyIn my motherÂ’s eyes
I will never be
The perfect daughter
She hopes me to be
Always lacking
In some way or other
Too many faults
Too many talks turned sour
In the many years of trying to please
I have yet to appease
In self-preservation
IÂ’ve learned not to listen
Tune out the words that hurt
The words that lessen
Still I struggle daily
Accepting the notion
IÂ’m neither too flawed nor faulty
And whatever I may be
it is enough to be me
07/20/2006 Posted on 07/21/2006
Copyright © 2024 Joy Sy
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Vere Mantratriad on 07/23/06 at 01:48 AM this is very inspiring...I have one of those mothers as well. Great write! |
| Posted by Charles M Harrison on 08/04/06 at 09:53 AM Being married and having a sister it seems to me that this is common with mothers and daughters. |
| Posted by Leslie Ann Eisenberg on 08/20/06 at 08:59 PM the trials of the mother-daughter relationship are painfully portrayed here. fave lines -- Too many talks turned sour
...I’m neither too flawed nor faulty...fave stanza, #1, for it's sound language and straight shooting right to the heart. PK |
| Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 10/06/06 at 04:41 AM Enjoyed your writing here. Thanks for the read. |
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