to do it over,
to begin again,
i have to say that
i would need a lot more
information.
i would want to know if
you felt loved by your parents.
if you voted for bill clinton,
both times.
if you made a mistake
would you come forward, raise your
hand, pay your taxes, keep up
with child support.
what do you do when you’re angry,
afraid,
at the end of your rope.
would you stand up for me.
could i wake you in the dead of night
for help.
would you listen until your ears
went numb. talk until there was nothing
left to say.
could you ask for forgiveness.
would you forgive.
could you stay,
even if there was nowhere to
lay your head,
no room at the inn,
no courage in your heart.
Kind of love this – a lot. I don’t know if it’s because of the questions I wish I would ask or the ones I never would. Love!