I used to think you didn\u2019t care,
That your struggles were too much to bear.
I saw your pain, but turned away,
Judged you harshly, day by day.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I didn\u2019t see the sleepless nights,
Or how you fought your silent fights.
I missed the way you\u2019d sacrifice,
And how your love came at a price.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Now with a child in my arms,
I see things differently now,
The midnight cries, the endless chase,
The love that keeps a steady pace.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I\u2019m up at dawn, I\u2019m up at night,
Learning how to hold on tight.
Each day\u2019s a test, each night\u2019s a strain,
And I\u2019m beginning to feel the same pain.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I see now the strength you had,
The ways you cared when times were bad.
The love you gave, though you were tired,
The endless patience you inspired.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I\u2019m sorry for the hurt I caused,
For not seeing how much you paused.
I wish I\u2019d known the weight you bore,
The love that made you fight for more.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Your journey as a mom was tough,
And now I see it\u2019s more than enough.
I\u2019m learning now what you went through,
And I\u2019m sorry for the things I didn\u2019t do.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Forgive me for the times I missed,
For not feeling the warmth of your kiss.
Now I cherish every day,
And see your love in a brand new way.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
You showed me strength, you showed me grace,
And I see the battles you had to face.
With every struggle that I now know,
I honor you more than I could show.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I\u2019m walking this path with newfound eyes,
Feeling the love and the silent cries.
I thank you for the life you gave,
And for the strength that you displayed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Walking Shadow Poetry Kenya.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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