This well of patience so deep and far it flows until recently it seemed this patience was so very deep Lately though my reaction to your moods and actions has caught me off guard asking myself, where has my patience run off to? This well of patience of mine ran so deep so slow and smooth and yet it seems to dry up when I am with you This well of patience of mine has…
Before dawn lit the sky We had to part amid Tears and screams of ‘Ama’ Penetrating the cold air I passed you to your grandmother Whispering, “I love you” and giving a quick kiss Swiftly the door was shut The two of us cried for each other Your arms reaching for me While mine weighed heavily at my side Slowly the window was rolled up to drown out your cries This mother of yours never…
Motherhood I have always dreamed of since childhood Motherhood was once what I thought might never happen Motherhood I have now entered and yet Motherhood is not what I envisioned Motherhood isn’t the one of my dreams Motherhood came crashing down on me unexpectedly Motherhood that wasn’t ready for a preemie Motherhood that has been dotted with anxiety Motherhood during a pandemic Motherhood with limited interaction Motherhood felt with moments of isolation Motherhood filled with…
Back in August, I was sitting in a white tent on the Dzorge Grasslands where Dondrup’s parents camp for the summer and I began writing a poem in English for our future child. At the time, I only had the first two verses written and couldn’t figure out what I wanted to write after that. Should I make it longer? All I knew was that once it was completed I wanted to try and write…