Limitations

A Musing

Deliver something beautiful
Just give it one last try
An effort worthy of your time
As well as my reply

All I Wanted

There is no poet here today
no soul, no words, no rhyme.

I fear the poet’s gone away
to return perhaps in time.

For all I ever wanted
was to leave behind a trail.

Some proof that I had been here
For my children to unveil.

A legacy for them to find
one day when Mom is on their mind.