I Just Write It “Love” (for Allan)


I wish you were a child

so you can play with me

If I turn into ice

then you need to break me

into little pieces

so I can be free

It’s going to snow

can you hear it?

If I hate you

I will always be your son

and you will always be my Mama

I love you

all the way to the stars

  1. Avatar of Cynthia Niswonger
    Cynthia Niswonger says

    Maria, this was lovely—I often think my son can hear the stars! Thank you for sharing.

  2. Avatar of Maria Costello
    Maria Costello says

    Thank you for reading, Cynthia! 🙂

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