#My Heart

This is the letter i never wrote you…

Baby…

My son…dear daughter

The letter i never sent you

There’s something i need you to know-you’re my heart.

I need you to understand that the minute i held you,the second i birthed you

My heart shifted,right to yours

I bear it no more,it beats for you

That’s why i’m overjoyed when i see you smile

Over concerned when you bump your kneeand always telling you

Always telling the whole world that i love you

You have …you are my heart

Now do you understand what i must feel when…

I see my heart in a drunken stupor,getting behind the wheel after every night out…

I see when i see my heart loving a man that loves her back only as much as it takes him to bed her

Or when i hear you proclaim that there is no God

Now do you understand what i must feel…when my heart pulls away from me

Gets so far that i can’t see it…can’t hear it

Gets so far it won’t hear what its mother has to say…

Baby…

My son…dear daughter

This is the letter i never wrote you…

The letter i sent you

There’s something i need you to know-you’re my heart.

I need you to understand that the minute i held you,the second i birthed you

My heart shifted,right to yours

I bear it no more,it beats for you

I’m sorry that i may never use the means you may deem ok or the words you’d care to hear

But i want you to never doubt, never forget

That i love you…now and always

I want the best for you

So please listen to me;

I need you to start thinking not just about now…about you….but about what you are

You are a generation

You are a force

You are more than a single thread…you’re part of a tapestry

and you need to realise that you need to live life while you’re alive

And for that to happen, i need you to take a step back, take a good look

and start afresh

Start living the life you were meant to have

Start being the person i know you can be.

20/5/12

© Ang’asa Malowa

ephesians 6:1 honor your father and mother…that’s what spurred this. My friend had a baby and its amazing how fast he’s growing. We’ve done some pretty crazy things in our lifetime but you should hear how she hopes he turns out :). Got us thinking of what mother’s go through watching their very own in the worst of situations. They may never tell it out but they bleed inside…they bleed for us. How about we honor our mothers and fathers and listen to them when they’re trying to pull us back in. All they wanna do is keep us in the fold…keep us from crashing into ourselves. This is a letter to every son and every daughter. You might not be a drunk but you may be stuck in a different rut. They see beyond what we can, trust them, listen to them, honor them.

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