"This is for you mamma," my son says.
He comes into the kitchen with a ring he's fashioned out of pink card, with a love heart stuck on it.
"Oh baby, thank you, that's so lovely," and I put it on and disappear back into my head.
Later we are watching Earthflight on telly. I've said he can stay up.
I can't stop the tears from falling
"Mummy look at that!" my son says turning to me
and sees that I'm crying
and says nothing
nothing
turns back to the tv
Keeping his hand in mine
Guilt
Streams
Rivers running
Water
Falls
Fear
Like lava
down the bones of my face
While birds take flight
The child says nothing
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2 comments:
Your son is so sweet. Am worried about you. xxx
Thank you so much. Yes, my son is really really so lovely, beautiful, amazing, incredible. Thanks for worrying about me, but please don't. Look after yourself, I'm writing this stuff, this label, so people can learn to look after themselves, see themselves for who they are. Why pretend it's easy when it isn't?
Thanks for your comment and all the best to you xxx
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