In answer to my daughter :why did you bring me into existence ?

Because it was wartime
and I needed love
to taste a bit of peace.

Because I was over thirty
and I needed blooming
before becoming droopy.

Because divorce is a word
for men and women
not for mothers and children.

Because you can never say:
my ex-mother
even when you attend my funeral.

And nothing, nothing in this world
can separate a mother from her child
neither hate nor death.

And you hate me
because I brought you into existence
only for my fear of loneliness

And you'll never forgive me
until the day you bring a child into existence
unable to bear the burning ashes of your dreams.