Love, Son, Love
A poem for a son.
I see you as you gasp,
A Dr's swat,
Made you gasp,
Yell, and live.
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Hair dark and deep
Skin nude and pink,
No love as pure,
As my love for you.
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You came out of me,
Part of me,
Thru you, I'm a mum
A mum of a son.
About the Creator
Ruth Stewart
Never one to do one thing at a time, I'm currently writing a horror novel and a book of poetry for the daughters of narcissists. Come back soon for a link to be included in all my news, on Vocal and elsewhere. I'd love to get to know you!
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Comments (3)
Oh, this is just gorgeous. I can feel the love your words. Excellent piece.
This is stunning. Among your finest so far, babe. Love it. Really well done on this. The rhythm and word choices were impeccable!
Such a beautiful poem to match a beautiful relationship! I loved it!