Hello Mom,
It’s almost November again
The past month’s been tough
Another 365 and I feel like I haven’t achieved anything

I’m on my way, I know you wished to see me earlier
But coming home empty handed made me feel like a failure
I’m sorry, I wish I could have called more often
But hearing you worry about your sickness…
I guess, it’s normal with old age
Still made me feel like we’re standing on the edge
But anyways, enough about all of that
I’m excited and I can’t wait to see you

You call me a seasonal child
In time I might be late, but will surely show up
Flowers in my hands, wearing the only true smile before the year fades
And we can go to your favorite restaurant on the weekend

Hello Dad,
I know you know my fears as a man
I’ve been trying, and it isn’t easy
But often times you say, if I’ve come this far then I’m doing great
And if I haven’t gone astray it means I’m taking care of myself

You, a man of a few words
But trust me I learned a lot by observing and saying less
Just like you, not entirely, as I probably messed up a couple times
And yes I never forgot to correct myself
Cause you, will probably say…
A man’s heart and mind got to wake up to start over
And not, think about the past
And I’m grateful for that

Hello Fam,
It’s almost November again
Welcome a seasonal child
I bloom smiles


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