The last time I saw my children, they were so very young,
The time that seperates us spoke with an evil tongue,
Portrayed to them as someone who didn't want to be there,
Raised solely by the one that we should all beware,
Theres no one, or thing, I'd ever let get in my way,
I had to be the best at everything & put it on display,
I had everything that I wanted when I had my family,
And, losing it all has left a huge hole inside of me,
Without any reason, I found it hard to keep going on,
And, any mistakes that I have made,
..along the way....
..are no reason I shouldn't still be your mom.

© W. Helin