On your heels, you turned

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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!!

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Writer, Poet and survivor of childhood abuse! Author of poem's~A Child Unloved and Soul Destroyed. Hopefully one day, I will get a book published!

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Debra Reay

Debra Reay

Writer, Poet and survivor of childhood abuse! Author of poem's~A Child Unloved and Soul Destroyed. Hopefully one day, I will get a book published!