You brought me along for the ride:

You loved me,

Took care of me,

Were there for me,

And became the mother I never had.

 

When Fall rain came pouring down,

And visions of life were no longer present,

You held me in your arms,

Caressing my fragile body,

While gently brushing my

soft

hair.

You were the strong anchor in my life

that reassured me everything would be

alright.

 

But now the Spring flora has blossomed

And solidarity, while once far from reach,

Has been grasped,

And independence has emerged from the

darkness of Winters' shadows.

 

And even amongst this sea of change,

You still treat me the same.

Word to the wise:

I am no longer that brittle tree

that requires constant support.

 

Can’t you see that I have transformed

in unimaginable positive ways?

 

Your advice is no longer word,

Your choices no longer mine,

And yet when you unleash the monster’s fury,

Your harsh words continue to

pierce my heart with a

burn of

demeaning.

 

Though it is evident that we are both pisces,

That we are far too similar to one another,

Your decisions and your lifestyle have remained yours

and mine have become

my own.

 

All I ask of you is to let go

of your harsh judgements,

And let go of the fringed images of our youth.

It is time to move forward and to bury our past

in the recesses of our swirling subconscious,

Never to be revisited again.

 

It is time to let go and embrace the wonders of life.

To let go and embrace the novel me.

To let go and allow the rays of Summer’s sun

to captivate us and to fuel us

and to channel our

emotions

positively.

 

Our bond is one too strong,

Where nothing can or will ever break us.

 

Open your heart,

Open your mind,

Open your heart.

 

Make me stable.