Mama,

That guy, I loved him young, remember 21?

The fresh coke scars, the one so far from Father and the sun?

The good dad to my little girl, the really good-guy-now?f

The one who's artistry I'd point out, futile effort'd bow??

Well, recently my heart has has found a new blame me in my dreams. 

I'm waking, he exceeds that first one in all things, it seems.

In goals achieved and future-dreams, in effort and in pain.

For even in such rain, he far exceeds that one I blamed.......

........

I will let go, of Him, the one who's promise exceeds shards

of chemical dependance that makes things much, much too hard.

Mama, pray my love will follow him to help him heal.

For he, along with his faults and

his blue heart 

made me kneel.

Copyright 2009 Rose Loya