I was
reading through an e-book in a borrowed Kindle Paper White and my thoughts
suddenly went to my two sleeping daughters’ right beside me. I remembered parts
of this poem and I still had difficulty tracking down the poet. I read it on Facebook some years ago. After
hours of browsing I finally came to the name Maurice Yvonne. It
was like a wild goose chase in the internet. This poem best describes my love
for my daughters. Some of the lines are of my own. With due respect to the poet...
Azhim 2 |
For every
tear you shed from hurt
physical
or emotional
For every
tear you shed from shame
rightly or
wrongly
My loves
my heart
sheds a beat
I never
knew love
Azhims with Mom |
Until I
knew you
I love you
both
from my
tippy toes
to the
peak
of my
silver threads
Don't hurt
my dears
But when
you do
I will
hold you tight
Encase
your fears
Minimize
the pain
And when
my heart bleeds
or
slightly feels a crack
It's
because my daughters
your lives
before mine.
I love you so much girls...