Even Then, Even When, Even Still

sarah wildThose big, brown eyes, those kicky little toes, were made for love.

I closed my ears, and heard nothing but the sound of my heart.

That was then, my sweet. Even then, my sweet.

But this is now.

You grew, and the separateness began. You ran past the other moms,

naked in the nursery and untouchable as you belted Amazing Grapes.

That was then, my dear. Even when, my dear.

But this is now.

Up and out, up and out. With each passing day, I wonder how we got here.

We look at each other, and see not a mirror but the Enemy. I want my baby back.

Let’s find a way, dear girl. Even when, dear girl.

And even now.

P.S. Dear Mom, I get it.

 

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2 thoughts on “Even Then, Even When, Even Still

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