I see you

I never took my eyes

off of you

Everything you did

and still do

Is seen

Yes, I see your struggles

but how you're special too

How you create magic

Every day is new

with you

I saw you when you couldn't move

but tried your best

Who then knows you better than me

who knows your dreams, your zest

I see your shyness

your hesitations

I see your stubbornness

your frustrations

But I also see your smile

that lights up the room

I revel in your curiosity

that dispels all gloom

They say mothers are biased

but no,

mothers are the ones

who really know

you.

As I watch you learn and grow

find yourself, find your crew

my ardent wish is that you believe

in yourself, as much as I do

Strawberries on a summer evening

Hello excuse me

Can I be a nothing

no goal no destination

whiling away hours

at some faraway station

watching paint dry

or even the grass grow

wealthy of time

the best kind you know?

Circadian rhythms

restful days

no clocks must exist

vestigial I say

Do I have to earn it

this time abound

or is one born

just - less - bound

by the need to do

to experience to feel

to love to believe

to hurt to heal

I like it

don’t get me wrong

it’s me my choices

my beat my song

but sometimes,

not very often

I wish I could shrug

I wish I could soften

Lead with my heart

feet right behind

take a trip to nowhere

with nothing to find

and no one to find me

but me myself and I

some strawberries maybe

on a summer evenin’ in July

An Imperfect Mother

When I was a kid

Mother was the biggest word I knew

Someone who existed 

Just for you

When I became one myself

My heart split into two

But one thing didn't change

I had dreams for myself too

Dreams and goals

The need for time-outs too

A mother is 24/7

But ain't she human too?

My son makes me happy

When he holds me tight

But I make my own happiness too

I have that right

The right to keep a part to myself

For my own pleasure and pain

The part that is Amazonian

That knows no rein