a poem for poetry month: mama’s song

april is poetry month.  in the spirit of my grandmotherly ramblings, i’m posting this one, which i wrote remembering the time my son and i spent in chile:

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  1. My inner child

    Why did I not get to stay with you
    Did I make you unhappy
    Was I really that bad
    Did my birth disturb your life and make you sad

    Maybe I was broken
    Were my eyes the wrong colour
    Is my timing rotten
    If I arrived a bit latter would I still have been forgotten

    Was I hard to give me away
    Did you need a ring to love me
    If I was a boy would it have been alright
    Do you feel better now that I am out of sight

  2. My inner child

    Why did I not get to stay with you
    Did I make you unhappy
    Was I really that bad
    Did my birth disturb your life and make you sad

    Maybe I was broken
    Were my eyes the wrong colour
    Is my timing rotten
    If I arrived a bit latter would I still have been forgotten

    Was I hard to give me away
    Did you need a ring to love me
    If I was a boy would it have been alright
    Do you feel better now that I am out of sight

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