This Is Our Lie

I thought I saw a line.
I knew I saw a crease.
You think that after time I don't recognize these.
I look at your face and into your blue-green eyes.
There I saw a trace of another one of your lies.
You look at me and say "Honey, did you hear?."
I smile and say "Yes, dear."
I die a little more today.

SG Wallace


A very old poem of mine.

Our Own Little World

It's not a fantasy to be ignored.
It's made for us to explore.
A place for us to call our own.
A place where only our love is known.
Our own little world is meant just for us.
Built by a love that we both trust.
So when we feel like we fall off track,
Or search for something that we lack.
Don't look down, look up and see.
There's another world for you and me.
Our own little world waiting to be explored.
Where I'll go with my hand in yours,
Where we found each other from the start.
Our own little world in our hearts.

SG Wallace   2011

Letter to My Child on Mother's Day

My child I loved you before I ever knew your name and before I saw your face.
I protected you and held you close to my heart before I ever held you in my arms.
Before I even knew how important you would become to me I already knew your worth.
Before I ever laid eyes on you or you ever graced the face of this earth,
I changed the way I thought of myself in relation to how it would affect you.
I changed the way I related to the world in relation to how it would reflect on you.
Before I even recognized my own full potential I started to  hope and plan for yours.
My child even before you entered the world you were already a major part of mine.
You have grown so much through the years and I've cheered and grieved each milestone
As you got closer and closer to moving out on your own,
I got torn between extreme pride and extreme dread.
I've suffered the wrath of knowing that I am overly paranoid.
And I have experienced the satisfaction of being overjoyed.
You have brought such power and weakness to my life and such strength and vulnerability.
I have reached beyond my limits in every way to accommodate you.
I have stretched beyond my capacity to have you fit in my life.
My child because of you my love knows no limits or boundaries.
My life is enriched with a mother's love that I have come to know as I know you more.
I can only hope that one day it will rain down from the heavens;
When I am no longer on this earth and it will comfort you.
Just as I receive comfort from my Mom who has left this earth,
I hope one day you will also receive comfort and strength from me.
My child I thank God every day to have the best part of me embodied in you.


SG Wallace 2011