I made mistakes with each of them
If I could live it once again
I would these spots my soul erase
Impart,at last, to me some grace .
All the times
I failed to be
what my child
required of me
haunt me in
they always will.
In fairness, I was very young
unprepared and tightly strung
in rapid sequence their arrival
too wrapped up in my survival
On the other hand...they turned out good
I held my breath and prayed they would
the fruit fell far (enough) from the tree
they found themselves in spite of me.