I am mocked for my pain,
as I wait, wait for your return
I waited and waited
and I almost believed I’d wait for eternity
the kind of pain that blew a hole in my heart
the indifference I never imagined I’d feel
but I did.
I longed for a delicate, affectionate daughter
not really by kinship, but I was defeated
defeated for so long
how much longer can a mother like me
lament over a mournful, distance I don’t deserve?
distance not measured by numbers or Mathematics say, kilometers
but by the distance of heart, and distance of soul
I longed dearly as I dip, into a great detailed plunge of yearning
I lost my hope, lost it, almost,
I cry, in joyful tears
ecstatic, thrilled, blissful
of your return
NaPoWriMo Day 29
2. For Val’s NPM scavenger hunt prompt #12 – Use the following words in a poem: delicate, daughter, detail, defeated, daily, and dip.