Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Not Mine, Kara Wansbury

Not Mine
by Kara Wansbury

She picks the sprinkles off her cupcake one by one
She wears Barbie bandaids
She cuddles her worn, well-loved bunny rabbit

Her hair is disheveled from a morning at the park
Her shirt wears this mornings babycino
Her giggle warms her mothers heart
And gives her a reason to get up in the morning

She isn't my daughter
I am not her mother

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about this poem.
I went for my usual morning coffee and noticed a mother and daughter together. She was about four. I thought of all the things I won't get to do with Marin. I came home and wrote this. And cried. -Kara

about the poet.
I am 30 years old, single and I live in Sydney, Australia. I am in the Navy and I work in public relations. I have been granted the good fortune of considerable time off work and I will use this time wisely to study and explore my grief in whatever creative outlet I pursue. I am not alone in this journey: I have Marin with me every step of the way. - Kara

7 comments:

  1. Impactful!
    I find it so hard coping with what seems to be the normality of life around me. Events like this stress me, hurt me and rock me deep within.
    Thank you for being so honest and reminding me that I am not alone.
    I wonder how you are often and would still welcome the opportunity to meet if you ever feel up to it.
    Take care,
    Janice

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  2. And I've cried for you both, reading it now. The mother/daughter thing always gets to me. I suspect in some way, it always will.
    Missing Marin with you.

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  3. You have really captured a soul wrenching moment of grief and loss. I remember having one like this and I could barely tear myself away. I instantly returned there in my mind when I read your submission today. Thanks Kara.

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  4. Oh yes, those little moments, they'll always hurt, always.
    x

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  5. So true. Watching those moments that have been taken from you is unbearable at times. Thanks for sharing.

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  6. So sorry to hear about Marin. Your poem expresses what Angel Mommies see daily and yearn to experience with their angels. Thank you for sharing! HUGS!

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  7. Janice, I take great comfort in meeting other Babyloss Mum's :) My email address is at my blog, so when you feel ready please drop me a line. K, xx

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