Showed mother dearest a bit of what I'm doing and asked to see her scar.
I then asked how she loved the man who gave her that. First thing she said is let me look at it, I don' t see it anymore. I then took many photos and she wanted the one published that looks like a V. Its healed a lot and that V is gone. So ironic, I'll explain later.
It was made clear that I could have the photo if I showed her what I wrote. This is what she looked like reading an edited version.
To be continued...Mom is putting my kids to bed for me right now.
she didn't explain how she loved him, my father, but I already know, unconditionally. thankfully for my mom and I, he died. wed of loved him thru all his wickedness.
Sorta glad this wasn't seen and voted by many. Its a personal glimpse of a much bigger story. I'm glad I was loose enough to publish it, notice the beer and Bluetooth speaker.
she made no comment to my writings, I am sure it was not the poetry she expected.