In a Moment

I initially wrote this poem last week and finished it today.

Though many of you have commented about the beautiful thoughts in my poems, which I appreciate, I do not want to give you an unbalanced picture.

Mothers are human... that is not paragons of virtue as some greeting cards would indicate.

In a Moment

In a moment
By discord, sweetness is broken
Words like arrows pierced
Defeated heart
Deflated
Weak knees
Sick feelings inside
Thwarted desire
to heal
to reach out
the broken.

there...
left

on the ledge
alone
No
fullness
just
skin and bone
bitter.

BUT
I forgot
...loved
I am.
...nevertheless