Mom

'Mom'by Darmok 11/20/01How sad it is to say goodbye,though cheerful face would deny.The sorrow revealed therein your eyes,Within my heart I hear you cry.One last hug, how hard you try,This is not right, I ask you why.What keeps us from our love denied,the sadness surely felt although we hide.Is it anger, is it pride,that keeps us separate, no love implied.If eyes would meet and look inside,through window see the love reside.Always the same you turn you hide,leaving us there alone beside.Each other wondering sadly why,we always have to say to you...goodbye.I realize I've given you some misdirection here, and was rushed to post...forgetting to leave an authors comment. Your comments make perfect sense with the title as it is. However subtle the clues in the last stanza may shed some light on its meaning.Your remarks fit perfectly with regards to mother and daughter/son. However let me premise this by saying its a very good interpretation but the perspective is from a husband and wife. Those that understand the strains of divorce or separation must also bear witness to what is does to the children. Here I am speaking of the countless meetings when husband meets wife for the ritual changing of the guard; the children tugged at like taffy being worked, are moved form one car to the other; from one home to the other....its 'visitation' weekend/week. These are my thoughts for her, as she sadly lets go one more time. I'm glad there was other meaning to be felt here as well. Its not a suffering sadness for me, its more a regret that 'things' were not different. Written November 21st, 2001 © on Nov 21 2001 12:09 AM PST, Darmok    18 • 0 • 1