WELCOME TO AUGUST INSECURE
WRITERS SUPPORT GROUP:
One very insecure writer this month.
I recieved an e/mail
At the week-end.
What it contained was upsetting
The sender used to be a" friend".
It said "I was a failure"
As a mother and grandmum.
That is why my offsprings
Don't want me in the years to come.
I was brought up to respect
Other people's feelings
So the content I read,
Set my head reeling.
The love for my family has always been paramount,
From the day that they were born.
The ups and downs they endured
I was always there when they were forlorn.
Their dad and myself
In their talents we were involved.
To give them every oppourtunity
And every problem solved.
What I have or have not done,
To a failure I've become.
I can't fathom out.
From the rooftops I want to shout.
I appreciate I'm no Angel
Or perfect in any way.
But what was written in that e/mail
Ruined my Saturday.
I love my family unconditionally,
Although we're not in touch.
I think of them daily,
And are proud of them so much.
I live in hope that one day
On the phone I'll get that ring.
Saying " Hello Mum it's me"
That means everything.
When that day arrives,
And I know all is safe and sound.
I know I'm not a failure
But a mum for them to be proud.