A Child Laughs And A Mother Smiles

Writing Poetry Prompt from Christina Graves at Promptly Written

The small joys that are stolen quickly become a part of the past. Oh, how this dear mother wished they would last.

As the years go by and her daughter's laughter gets older, it's a distant sound now as her sweet girl has only gotten colder. Yes, she has lost her way, yes she has gone astray, by your inability to accept her makes her feel more like the loner.

Where did I go wrong?

Dear mother wonders as she recounts her teenage years. The blame a mother gives herself also gives her extra years that seem to be laced with tears. This is no way for a mother to live, losing her laughter too.

Neither of you ever knew what exactly to do. Maybe love is too strong and strangulation, or it brings suffocation with its due.

Dear mother cannot give up, can not understand, will not let go, and becomes all consumed.

She is lost and I cannot help her, her laughter I have not heard in years. It is a distant memory. As is my shelter. She seems to live only in misery. How do I pull her out of the trenches, pick her up and show her the way? I want her to take my hand, but she only pulls away. Can I give her the smile she lost so long ago? How do I…