I missed you like a man
Long for his light, I missed you
For twenty’s of age, I requisite you
Like a man roll up for his diet.
You derelict me as
an ill-used tool, I never felt
Your warmth, you left me
Crawling, learning words.
You hardly saw me my stages,
You left me high and dry, cold
And helpless like iced corpse.
Come back, I miss your mothering.