By: Heather Nanni
Sacrifice- a noble act
Giving of oneself for another
Then how is it that sacrifice is such an ugly word
when uttered from the tongue of a mother?
Sacrifice-what a strange word to use
when speaking of those who did not choose
Do I expect you to apologize
for everything I had to compromise?
To shoulder the heavy burden of guilt
because I gave up all I might have built?
Gave up all-for you.
Rest you minds dear ones
For you I sacrificed nothing
There is nothing that I have given up
your existence hasn’t repaid tenfold
With you I drank from life’s golden cup
and, my children, I learned what must be told:
There is no sacrifice where love exists
Life will move along and you will grow
and there will be time for trips and clothes and luxuries supposed
to fill the void of your absence
and I will long for the days when I had only you.
From when I held you in my arms
until you lay me down to rest
there is never, was never sacrifice
only blissful, sorrowful joy.