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Being Enlightened
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Who’d have thought
that a walk
along the boardwalk
could invoke such
past emotion.
I happened to get behind
a woman around my age,
and her Mother.
Couldn’t help but
overhear their
conversation and,
in all honesty,
I was entranced
in their
sweet exchange.
The Mother was
recalling a time
when her daughter
was 18,
and broken-hearted
over the breakup
with her first
real, long-time,
boyfriend, David,
did she remember him?
The daughter laughed
and said,
“Of course I remember him,
Mom, he was the first boy I
ever loved, the first
I ever slept with!”
And, of course,
to this comment,
the Mom playfully
says, “Oh, Michelle!”
Michelle loops her arm
through her Mom’s
and lovingly
rests her head
on her Mom’s shoulder,
thanking her for being there
when he broke her heart.
Her Mom kissed her
forehead.
That was the clincher,
I think.
I just hit me.
I had to turn and
walk towards the beach
to sit, to distance myself
from their clean conversation.
Wondering,
with a tear in my eye,
mother,
if you ever really cared
for me.
I’ve a broken heart,
mother,
and no words to be said.
that a walk
along the boardwalk
could invoke such
past emotion.
I happened to get behind
a woman around my age,
and her Mother.
Couldn’t help but
overhear their
conversation and,
in all honesty,
I was entranced
in their
sweet exchange.
The Mother was
recalling a time
when her daughter
was 18,
and broken-hearted
over the breakup
with her first
real, long-time,
boyfriend, David,
did she remember him?
The daughter laughed
and said,
“Of course I remember him,
Mom, he was the first boy I
ever loved, the first
I ever slept with!”
And, of course,
to this comment,
the Mom playfully
says, “Oh, Michelle!”
Michelle loops her arm
through her Mom’s
and lovingly
rests her head
on her Mom’s shoulder,
thanking her for being there
when he broke her heart.
Her Mom kissed her
forehead.
That was the clincher,
I think.
I just hit me.
I had to turn and
walk towards the beach
to sit, to distance myself
from their clean conversation.
Wondering,
with a tear in my eye,
mother,
if you ever really cared
for me.
I’ve a broken heart,
mother,
and no words to be said.
Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
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If so, I've got me some s'mores and some hot dogs that'll fix it...
Nice BE! Seems we were doing the same thing at the same time yesterday.
I too hope your heart ain't broken!!
oh my, that was brilliant BE!! many many hugs for you lady!!!
Leaving is for the answering machine.
it's a really good poem, being...
justam, thank you m'am!
eMMI-lou, sweet ray of sunshine on a cloudy day, thank you!
"Put me in, coach, I'm ready to play, today"
Pasta, it only hurts sometimes.
Thanks to all who had a read. Much appreciated.
she's skeered
you always from the LOVE from us here whenever you want or need it
Of what I know of you, how could any mother not care or love a sweetheart such as you
Graduate of the School for Sexual Gifted....magna cum loads
No one needs a smile more than someone who fails to give one,
After you die...you know how to LIVE!
but memories...they eat me
I've seen it all before,...
bring it on cause I'm no victim.
-Ghost
Aw, H.G. Swells, so kind of ya to say!
Jeez, twinner, *twirls n' spin her*
{{{Stacy}}}
but memories...they eat me
I've seen it all before,...
bring it on cause I'm no victim.
-Ghost