Heather Williamson

Poetry on roots, love, life and faith

Tag: child

  • When I wasn’t looking

    When I wasn’t lookingyou became my friend.My child so loved—once my babe filling my arms—my nights my days.Now you challenge my thoughtsand my ideas,my attitudes.You ask if I’m really choosingthe best way to live.You laugh with meand make me laugh.You make me proud,so proud.But please—could you let me win at chessonce in a while? For… Read.

  • You did not need a kiss

    You did not need a kiss todayOr stop and wave as you went inYou said you knew where to goSo I sit with my cup of teaLittle pools creating in itI say “I’m tired, I got up so earlyThere was so much to prepare.’But I did not prepare meHow could the weight of emotion be… Read.