Lost Gosling

by Amy   Jun 9, 2007


To my mom -

You were my loving mother goose
And I was but your little gosling
I struggled hard to try to get loose
I wanted to fly away with my wings
Although, I wasn't yet old enough to fly
But I just wanted so bad to be free
So I finally I decided that I would try
And I would see how far walking got me

I learned much about this world in so little time
This world that I wanted to wander so bad
Was so horribly filled with hate and crime
As I wandered away from you, I began to get sad
The further I wandered from you, the worse it got
You spoke wise words of how I should live my life
And those words I never really forgot
I began to wonder if all along you were right

Why did I leave the warmth under your wing?
You just wanted to keep me safe and clean
After now and that I've saw everything
I know that you were never trying to be mean

I wasn't sure if you'd let this lost gosling back
When I came you took me with a warm embrace
My better judgment I was in clearly in lack
And I'm sorry mother for being a disgrace

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