Wednesday, August 4, 1993

Mother

A figure I've always wanted
but never had.

Kind, Gentle and loving.
Strong, yet meek.
Loving unconditionally
and supporting

Someone I've always wanted
but never knew ...
a Mother. 

Tuesday, August 3, 1993

Guilt

Sacred promises
Twilight whispers.
The moon stares knowingly
through the darkened window
and whispers menacingly.
The stars eyes
pierce my soul and
my sorrow increases
as I try to cover what I've done.