Miss you 2020

I always wake up miss my kids, over 8 years it's still something I struggle with.

 

Nothing takes away the storms, until I their back in my arms

 

Every day I undo this knot, just to find it again when I get up

 

My mind can be a beautiful thing, it can also show what I'm missing

 

There may be another twinkle in my eye, I just miss the grounding of my first little tribe.

 

I understand reason to fear but mine is not the same, even with the law on my side, a Mother's right remains..

 

With my soul I hold no hate, just asking the universe to help me relate. 

 

Others may never do what I would do, as each have their own shoes

 

As I untangle more of "miss you", hold a connection of love to see me through

 

Thank you