I wrote this poem to address the feud between families

In this case mothers and daughters

Mother, Daughter, Forgiveness.

 At daybreak I will pick up my bags and start my journey

It was an argument that turned sour that made me so angry

For so many years we have lived in harmony, sharing everything together

Sharing in good times and bad and especially in the love of my mother

That was then, now as night falls it's getting cold, as the street light dims
If I should go back home I wonder if my mother would let me in
Thou this is just a thought, nothing more than wishful thinking
This is a heavy price to pay for committing, what must be a sin

Our lives have gone in totally different directions

A mother and daughter shouldn't be fighting this long

After feeling the pain and wiping the tears from my eyes

As I see visions of happier times, of barbeques and mother's apple pie.

One of us has to break, somebody have to be the bigger person

It been so long I forgot what was the cause, what was the reason?

The reason I am here away from the place I used to called home

The peace I used to enjoy, the comfort I used to receive, when I was alone.

Looking for help in all the wrong places, I have received none

Sometimes I think of the biblical story, about the Prodigal Son.

I must build up my courage, because this will definitely be my greatest test

Trying to face the picture of daughter finally going home expecting forgiveness.