I can't describe the sorrow that fills me
when you say her name.
They keep telling me that I can't be replaced, that you will always love me,
but I grow weary.
Singing the ocean song through the phone
into your adolescent ears.
You ask me to sing it again and again.
But my love cannot be voiced, with the gentle surrender I can't keep from wobbling.
You couldn't know the reasons,
far too young to understand.
dreading the sound of goodbye, hoping it's not for good.
never underestimate a resentful heart.
Even still,
he can not fathom
the strength of a broken mother
on her way to get her only son back
from his malicious father.
Even if it can't be forever, mother moments are a years time.
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