Family

This is a very personal poem, something I wrote when I was bursting with tears. I fear that the emotion I felt at the time cannot be aptly portrayed through my words, but I hope I can share a tiny sliver.

You say we are not family

But do you mean it?

Can you spend a day not worrying

If your children are safe?

The home we made

Seems like a prison to you

But it is my solace

The place where I find family

But you say we are not your family

Who am I to you, Mamma?

Am I simply some child?

Am I a burden in your arms?

Are you forced to love me

Because we are bound by blood?

I love you despite your words

I beg you, I kneel, I cry

For you to feel in your heart

My ever flowing love

But I am not your family

Then how can you feel the peace 

That i feel when I come home

To have three people I can readily

Give my life for

That I can always lean on

That are a part of my being

Yet, you know not this family

And without you

We are simply people

Waiting for the missing beat

That you took away

Each in our own way 

Love you unconditionally

Can you not love us?