Analysis of Mommy Loves You

One time was joy
One time was empty
When found the first time
A real flutter inside was mine.
Weeks of sick with days of fatigue
Still came more satisfaction of who I am meant to be.
Once found quick and instant sick, came pain.
Sanitizing smells and a room and empty hand
Heart sank faster than quick sand.
Once anticipated dreamless world
Now never knowing if faces were a boy or girl!
Black nights, alone
Empty with no unconditional console.
Whether in another world or white lace wings

I can hear the first words and a soft whisper

When colors turn to gray and can't undo

I grasp my shirt, hear the memory melody with a scarred heart and whisper back, "Mommy loves you."