Have you ever lost a child?
Have you had to say goodbye to a being that had nothing but love for you?
Have you ever had to think of all the things that still needed to be done?
Have you ever said that only a child should bury a parent, never the other way around?
If you have ever lost a child
you wouldn’t care
what they looked like,
what clothes they wore,
what lovers they had, or
what made them happy.
You would love that they were alive.
I would take my son back
no matter what choices he ever wanted to make
no matter what mistakes he ever made
no matter how many times he messed up.
Think about it.
Why hate a person while they are alive
when you can’t do anything but cry
when they are gone?
©2020 CBialczak Poetry
Written for dVerse poets pub: Pride: https://dversepoets.com/2020/06/16/dverse-poetics-on-pride/