"unbudged" poems
Mom.
I miss your strength.
You were the rock
unbudged against my raging seas.
You were the water
that quenched my fire before I could burn.
Endlessly you gave yourself to me.
Becoming the sun when I had none.
In times like these
I call such strength
to be born inside me.
Mar 4, 2019
Mar 4, 2019 at 12:58 AM UTC