A Mother’s Love

A poem

Robin Christine Honigsberg
The Lark
Published in
1 min readMar 23


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Once you loved me
saying I’d never know how much.
But now you reject me,
remembering only my being too harsh.
and awash in tears
of the mother I love
who no longer wants me near.
You lied and you kept secrets
you went out of your way to exclude me.
All the while welcoming the daughter
you actually love adoringly.
All I have left are memories of you,
of a time long past.
There’s no going back to ensure
your love…



Robin Christine Honigsberg
The Lark

Author of “Dysfunctional Me.” Sensitive eccentric. 3x OD survivor. Top Writer in Reading. Medium Editor of “AYOT” Pub.