I have a son of seven
who breaks my heart
he doesn’t know
why it’s only me now
his dad
each night
to tuck him up and kiss his cheek
since his mum left us.
He has an x-ray appointment tomorrow
wouldn’t that be a time
to have a loving mum
next to you?


I have a son of ten
who is beauty
silent beauty
what swims in his mind
but his love for me
I don’t know
my tears for him are regular and silent
as he.
He was asked in school to talk in assembly
of family love
what a time for
a loving mum that would be.


I have a son one score less six
who is strength
and bubbles of teenage fight
to change the world
with untainted ideals
and navy blue converse pumps
to carry him
to his greatest height.
He has a presentation soon that I’ll cry at
for his skill
and determination
what a time for the hugs
of a loving mum.

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