I know I never made it easy
But what kid ever does?
And every time I made you question,
I always hurt myself because
you didn’t know
you were enough
If you worried, don’t
This was not half a home
No, I never felt alone
when it was just you or sometimes just me.
It felt whole to me

You never needed to be a hero
No hero ever saved my life
It was only your two hands
and maybe that’s why
you didn’t know
you were enough
If you worried, don’t
This was not half a home
No, I never felt alone
When it was just you or sometimes just me
It was whole to me

Did you ever think I could not understand
All that you did on your own
You feared sometimes I was lonely
When it was you who looked alone
you didn’t know
you were enough
If you worried, don’t
This was never half a home
No, I never felt alone
because it is never just you, never just me

This home is right here
This home is whole.


On occasion, I write poetry – sort of. Mostly, I think of them as songs but I lack the technical skills to write down the melodies ha ha. So April is National Poetry Month and while I don’t consider myself much a poet I decided that I could share something I wrote in honor of the celebrations. This was actually written for a novel of mine. It’s dedicated to one particular character however I feel that, in essence, its for all of the parents who brought up their children alone.

Meanwhile, my NaNo challenge has been going relatively well! At least I am ahead of schedule. It’s not so mentally impacting as my first NaNo challenge last fall but its been exciting in that I have successfully encouraged a few friends to do the challenge with me. Of course, its not that we have shared much of what we are working on – we’d probably spend too much time doing that instead of actually writing it.

Well, I had better stop lingering and get back to work while I have time. Good luck to everyone participating in Poetry Month events or even Camp NaNoWriMo like myself!

~C. L. Mac
© 2014 C. L. Mac

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