“For my mom, specially now that she is fighting to be alive”
How could I have waited so long?
It wasn’t that I travelled the wrong path… just the long path home.
You knew not of me, nor I of you,
Yet in my heart I felt there was two.
… (Though an image of only one.)
From another time and another place,
By different lands our lives were shaped.
External forces and unforeseen influences,
Should have resulted in many a difference.
… (But we seem so much alike!)
I wonder of what could have been, would have been,
Had our lives turned on the axis from what is now to what was then;
Or, if the helical spiral had twisted awry in the middle,
There may indeed have been a different ending.
… (I might never have left you!)
For decades of longing for a lost mother,
And with all the memories, then how could I miss her?
Separate roads travelled and obstacles overcome,
Toward a hidden treasure… taken for granted some!
… (But not I, for you are my special mother!)!! …