what is wrong with me mother
that you cannot love me?
why when i speak to you
do i always end up crying?
i look at others,
both child and grown,
Then I feel most the loss
of a mothers love.
what is wrong that i cannot see,
that you turn from me for?
I am mother now.
I look at my girl
my bright pretty baby,
with such sunshine in her eyes.
My angel who everyone
Says looks so much like me,
I wonder what is wrong with you?
You say you care
yet you will not speak to me
Without cruelty.
You turned from the child
You labeled mistake.
I do not see where
That mistake is me.
what was done can never be undone,
and the past is dead
So why does it hurt so much to know
That you don’t love me mother?
