First Born

A relative poem

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

First Born

Don’t you want to know me, to understand?

Why do you keep pushing me to a distant land?

 

Don’t you know my heart is soft?

Just a smile and a hug from you, and it would lift off.

 

I’m made of flesh, bone and water

Don’t you remember me? I’m your first born daughter.

 

 

Reviews

[D.J. Lutz]

For a minute I thought this would be from the second born to the first born or the parents, but the last line makes it very poignant. Well done. Talented you are, miss.

[Patches I'm not so new..]

Amazing, poianant and so sad But a great read indeed Thanks!

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

OUCH... it can be so painful when a child feel the neglect of the parent... that last line was so simple yet really stings.

[Robin]

you capture the dynamic of the first born , I can relate

[Linear]

Aww that is so very sweet, your words flow and always seem to hit the right chords

[Short.Nerd]

So relatable. Great job!

[♥Chloe-The-Zombi..]

i can relate.its really good. 100/100

[Kelsie Eileen Stark]

Beautiful, this sounds like a longing for attention..Great job!

[Sheila Kline]

And as you, I have asked this same question! You have expressed the frustration of feeling as if one is forgotten in a way that causes my heartstrings to flutter.

Your last two lines are especially "point-on"!

The image is also one that grasps my attention as we may often feel like we are wearing a mask in this event called life! Why do others not see us as we are? I have not the answer to this question, and it grieves me!