i am all sad

my baby calls me crying on the phone, i am all sad. i have failed in the dream that childhood is made of a home maker mother, a soft spot in the night, the after school snack and the just that is a mother. but i still am fragile and i still am here and i am edged out and i am lost in things undone, changing and failing all at once. you are a thief and i a captive of the night. i want to roam and explore and come home. but my home washed away on a night when the moon was bright, and i watched it happen, i saw the highlight of every detail. even in the moonlight your eyes did not dance when they saw me and you hid your face from me. i took the stake out of the ground that held my heart sharply, it instantly sprouted wings and in love took flight.