The Regretter

My son deserves More

No longer should he feel rejection

 that eats away at his 

                            Core.

But there is no protecting him 

From Disappointment  

Even if a mother's love is

                      Potent.

Love is not a potion, not a 

Cure-all that eases all Pain

Even if the lack of it can cause

His beautiful bright eyes to

                                   Rain.

All the happiness in my heart,

If it were possible, I'd give Him

But it won't erase the disappointment That has filled his heart to the

                                          Brim.

My little boy, my gorgeous child,

Has the most beautiful Soul

There is no burden I wouldn't carry,

To make his heart again 

                                    Whole.

Not because of Karma but,

Because my son is worth Better

The one who gives him less than 

He deserves, will forever be the

                                         Regretter