I miss the sound of your voice

Eeish am now used to start sharing by saying, ‘its been long…’ Well, yea I seriously need to repent and master the consistency game cos’ this ain’t good at all. I need to keep tuned to the followers on this blog. You all did a great job offering your subscription but this Writer is constantly disappointing. “Hey Tabitha, behave!” From now on, I will be more loyal cos’ it’s not like the tales aren’t there but I just kinda find myself super occupied with all kind of stuff out there.

The goal is to publish every week…

So, today I decided to drop a piece of poetry I wrote a couple of months ago. May it help us not to be too hard on our offsprings; its okay to discipline and reprimand them but may it be with so much love. The piece reads…

I remember when your loudiness used to upset me; dear son, dear daughter. How you would scream early in the morning whilst taking your shower, waking me up from my sweet dreams. How you would sing your nursery rhymes all day long, disturbing my daily thought process. When pricked, how you would put up those crazy tantrums.

I remember how I let out complaint after complaint, how I screamed at you and even spanked you to get you silent; dear son, dear daughter. Now you are older and the silence is deafening. The message I sent to you sank deep within. You spend much time locked in your room. Are you exploring your body? Who are you talking to? I mean, if you cant talk to me. At times I hear you sobbing silently.

Honestly, I miss your noise. Please daughter, please sonny, open the door for me, come out into the hallway, scream and sing all you want. I want to hear the sound of your voice. I promise never to shut you up ever again.

Love mummy, love daddy.

TalesOfTabitha

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03.04.2023:1045hrs

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