Mother may I love him...

Mother may I love him...

A Poem by Mia

I am sweet skinned, sticky and open

To your words of love

Why won’t you give them?

Why won’t you see me,

Through clear eyes and honest truths


Don’t burn the bridges

As I try to cross them

To get to you

With your blood with fathers’

They flow through my veins

Mother, see my tender care for HIM


I am sweet skinned, sticky and open

To your words of love

Please give them to me

I am different for my brothers

Love us equally yet uniquely


I don’t ask for forgiveness

It isn’t my sin but yours

It isn’t my shame but yours

© 2013 Mia

Author's Note

I don’t care for hateful minds and hearts…please leave such comments elsewhere! Only love here!!

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Wow I have to agree with jacob here, this one packs a punch of emotion Mia, that double standard for sons and daughters still breaths, amazing poetry here my friend!

Posted 10 Years Ago


10 Years Ago

Thank you're too kind :)
Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Well deserved Mia, this one is powerful. :-)
Mia, this reminds me of an old janis ian song. "society's child"

feels like the mother of the speaker does not want her to see him, to try to get his love...

but the mother judges him unsuitable...and she wonders why she won't bend a little..prejudice is so hurtful...

this poem is quite powerful, Mia...

and very good...i would hope you would not get any hateful reviews to is insightful poetry.


Posted 10 Years Ago


10 Years Ago

Thank you Jacob...I appreciate your review and your kindness!

10 Years Ago

Just listened to "society's child"'s a great song! I'm flattered your mind made the association.. read more

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12 Reviews
Shelved in 2 Libraries
Added on September 28, 2013
Last Updated on September 28, 2013



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