We sit together, your head on my arm. You ask me if I will always love you. But my question is, will you always love me? Am I mother enough to balance our needs, all yours as a child and mine as an adult?
Guilt has me in its humid embrace and halts my growth as your mother and as my writer deep within. How to blend my love for you and my creative drive to satisfy us both? I can’t help but
feel caught.
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Reviewed by Richard Christopher Suarez (Reader)
Reviewed on August 2, 2005
something to think about'....great write!
peace',
Rich Criso Suarez
Its best to be no style , but all styles Cristina !
We are all multi faceted and talented as unique human beings ,
devote your time accordingly in priority , for me family always comes first
Peter
Contraband Marriage, traveling along the hemline of loving after incarceration, is a love story written in lyric and free form, set in reality with a different ever after.
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something to think about'....great write!
peace',
Rich Criso Suarez
We are all multi faceted and talented as unique human beings ,
devote your time accordingly in priority , for me family always comes first
Peter
to be a writer is a person's creativity.
They are two different things pararellel in value;
I would pursue them both if I were you.
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)