We mothers are often
Guilty
Guilty of not cutting
Our apron strings
Soon enough.

Guilty
Of denying our children
Freedom of
Self expression
Soon enough.

Instead
We betray
The mother/child bond
By
Smother Love.

We don't
Let go!

We are Custodians
Custodians
Of our children's
Future
Custodians
Of their right to
Self expression.
Protectors
Of their
Right to be.

Instead
Smother Love
Rules!

Our children
"Die"
Deep within
Becoming
People pleasers
"Yes"
Men and women.

Then
As old age creeps in
We wonder why
We are lonely
We wonder why
They stay away
We wonder why
They don't call

But most of all
We wonder why
When they do come
Once a year
At Xmas
You quarrel
For no apparent
Reason.