#lifewillneverbethesane

[shereewrites]

My beautiful grandson, Pascal & his mother Laura. I have yet to meet him. I've only had one brief conversation with his father, my son Shane, in the last four years. I love and miss him beyond words. Estrangement cuts right through the soul. I would do anything to make things right. ): Here's a poem I wrote to Shane when I was 23 years old. I was a young mother, living in England at the time. Mother love was such a powerful experience for me. My Son There will be Worse Times Than these- Strange days, Black Rhythmless nights- When Nothing Seems to matter Anymore, And you may question Your very Being And Purpose In life. When - The comfort Of Your mother’s Breast Will be Long Gone – Locked away In The deepest Passages Of your mind With The lullabies And Nursery rhymes. Sacred ground may Lay Between us – Blanketed by Years Of growth And wisdom Gained – But As fires die Out Problems wither Away And I would Gladly give My Soul To you If It Could Ease Your Pain. #shereewrites #mysonshane #imissyou #iloveyou #lifewillneverbethesane #iwoulddoanything #sons #mothers #erased https://www.instagram.com/p/BoM39ixHlRn/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=s82vbs6g95qt