The Giving

Poetry

“I gave you everything I had,
and all that I was.
You don’t get to take credit for it.”

The crowns of burdens we bear,
weigh heavy upon our weary souls.
And when the moon crosses
the horizon with a smile on her face,
know it’s me. Know that I’m there,
watching from her eyes.
Know that I bore what I could
for you. Know that I gave you
everything I had, and all that I was.
And when that wasn’t enough,
you took my life with you.

© Sarah Doughty

But that was my crown to bear.
That was my life to give.
You don’t get to take credit for it.

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