Mother

Can I lie once again
In the depths of your bossom?
Can I hide in the crook of your arm?
Will you hide me in your embrace again?
Will you take me in and protect me?


Is there anything I can do
To undo the hurts and sorrow
That I have inflicted you with
When in my folly
I misunderstood your affection for me?


Can I get back those years
When I could hold your hand anytime I wanted
And yet never bothered to care?


Can I get back those years
When I thought I knew it all
And never bothered to ask what you felt?


I have fallen, mother.
I need you again, like I always did.
I need you to pick me up
And help me walk again.