Last night I felt rejected by my 11 month old
She cried every moment her mother left the room
At sleep time was no better, as no hand was better than mum's
Left in a pool of darkness, wandering what I have done!
Why does she push me away, is it what I've become
As I open up my heart, I see that unwanted reflection
Morning has now sprung, I get up still foggy in slum
Met with the light of little Maarii, I go down in the den (please, don't cry)
Leaving her to play hearing nothing but joy
Until I smelt the poo and thought, ha here we go!
Then suddenly that inner dialogue said let it all flow
The rhyme hit me quick, as like lighting in a blink
A thunder left roaring, knowing I can't deny
The only rejection is rooted deep within, until I embrace life
This cycle will not end, so I open up my heart to perform surgery
Most of this misery I feel, starts and ends with me
I truly wished for this last key, a child matching my arrival here
If you ever read this my dear, know love always conquers fear
Thank you for helping me shed theses beautiful tears
May we all remember, life is always what you make it
Unconditional love was at the start and there's no way to fake it
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Poetic Dan (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I have not been on here alot because there is so much healing to be done in me... I be honest, I didn't know where to start... So this is it, I want to be gulit free and its why I've written over 600 poems to be. Nothing more than I can be, thanks again to all that have joined me... Soon I'll be back to read your work without it affecting me. Much peace and respect
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That unconditional love has always been within your heart Dan, and in the time that I have known you it is materialising into your being.
It will be with you to the full before very long.
Andy
This wave does feel the biggest & letting go of worlds adventure into whatever is going on is a must! I feel I am full but not of me, the rest is still yet to be seen!
Ha.
Always appreciate your time & energy my friend!
I feel I am full but not of me, the rest is yet to be seen
Words not my own, echo in my halls of voices
This programming I must shed before a new dawn arises....
I shall carry this on but thank you for the inspiration...
Hi Dan. When my son was a toddler he was afraid of me. It wasn't a nice feeling for me but obviously it wasn't nice for him either. I don't know how, but it went away. I think he just got used to this big thing with a deep voice who his mum seemed to like.
He's 40 years old now and you wouldn't doubt the love between us.
Keep on keeping on and dont be cruel to yourself mate. NONE of us are perfect. Just keep on being around and she'll stop being so clingy to mum.
If dogs love ya there can't be much wrong with ya. You can't fool them easily can ya.
Your words still seem my friend! Always appreciated and I'm off for an early night, fingers crossed its a quite one lol!
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