I tried to dance,
And hoped that you would notice me;
I tried to sing,
But you had left the room
Tried to excel,
And hoped you would approve of me –
I learned some tricks
You never stopped to view
I wanted you to see me and
To like me;
To talk to you, accepted
Without qualms
I just wished that you noticed
And you loved me –
I wish that you were more like
Other moms
(“I Tried To Dance” – 10-17-2014)
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Other moms. And that’s what I call realistic poetry.
Ouch! Unexpected last line is quite a zinger.
Thanks, Lola. I think I’ll repost this.
It is profound.
One day ..she will notice
but she is not like other moms
she is only your “mom”
Heart wrenching. So young and so pained.
Such a heartbreakingly beautiful poem!
Oh this one resonates on a painfully beautiful level.
Wow, quite the twist at the end and infinitely more painful than if it had been a potential lover your were describing, because -Mom.
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If only hoping was a Mom we’d never have heartbreaks!
Straight to the heart
My heart hurts for you. I’m so very sorry.
So beautifully written and powerful!
that’s heart-breaking 💔