MOM NOT MINE AND MINE ———————
Lovely mom, you were sad and bad
And maybe secretly little cried was
When not your kids friski, naughty
We broke unwanted your nice plate
When once we cut your lace gloves
To make for dresses our dolls
When from your purse we took coins
To buy yourself cookies,ice cream
You were sad, good mom not mine
And maybe secretly cried was
Gorgeous, lovely mon not mine
By bathroom window listened birds
When you sang cheerfully to kids
Washing away their dust and dirt
Once from hospital a child you stole
To save them from disability, death
And you patiently to cure them long
From distans imported method, herbst
Of time and money regardless
You cared about kids talents
You comforted kids with failures
You assure they are valuables
*****
But why my mom unfortunate
You made towards me mistakes
You were cold and impatient
Often critized me, even laughted
For life without love me you prepared ?
You saw the war,you were an orphan
Or your father went to another woman
Or our grandmater was a trained careerist…
My darling, unhappy mom, believe please
I will still look for love, love exist !
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I have lived in Poland since I was born. I am a graduate of the Jagiellonian University in Krakow, Psychology.
I worked as a psychologist with children and adolescents. Now she works with terminally ill people. For years he has been painting pictures, composing music and above all writing. I write poems, short stories, essays and fairy tales for children