On your heels, you turned
The coldness of your heart
Seeped through my being
Shivers of excitement
Embracing me with warmth
If only it was true
Instead, you acted
In pretence
A lost love
I thought you carried
A need for me
With emptiness
Filled heart
You turned on your heels
No head turn
The day I realised my worth
The day you shown my worth
In your eyes
You were only curious
I wrote this poem about the first time that I met my birth mother.
She gave me up when I was just a baby and I met her aged 21 — I regret nothing but I realised that I am worth much more than she made me believe and I am a better mother than she could ever be to me!
I am thankful to her for the life she gave to me, I learned to love my own children, without my mother love!!