What Do You See In Her?

What do you see in her ... my Lovers Mother asked of him.

Not an unfair question I suppose.

I'm not the woman I was twenty years ago.

Then again, I guess I never really ever was all that.

Only he can answer that hurtful question, because honestly ... I don't have a clue.

I have no great accomplishments to boast about ... nothing at all to offer him except my broken self.

A lifetime of emotional trauma ... that's what I came to him with.

Not much of a prize ... most certainly not a gift.

I was lost before he found me ... before he rescued me from myself.

I was at the jumping off place ... worn out from decades wondering adrift.

A sparrow with two broken wings ... not a lovely, flawless white dove.

But for the first time in a very long time ... I know that I am 'truly' loved.

I'd willingly lay down what's left of my life before I'd ever hurt your beloved, if that matters.

My life wouldn't be worth living without him in it anyway ... I'd be all alone again and in tatters.

His hearts been shattered so many times already I know.

Even I am amazed at his ability to love me the way he loves me so.

What does he see in me?  I wish I knew also.

But I know as long as he continues to see's it, I'll not ever want to go.

A Beauty Queen I am not.  A Swin Suit Model was something I never aspired to be.

All I ever wanted out of life was a faithful companion and a sense of family.

But I got hurt, set my loving and faithful companion free.

I didn't want to ruin his life by playing a Nurse Aid to me.

We parted as friends ... that's the way I wanted it to be.

Time eventually healed my wounds, still I spent the next twenty years drifting alone.

One deadend relationship after another, but what's a Woman with a penchant for Bad Boys expect?

Your Son told me I needed to leave those Bad Boy's alone and find someone that was real.

I took his advice and as luck would have it, he turned out to be the 'Real Deal'.

I don't know what to tell you 'Mother' ... I still don't know what he see's in me.

I'll always be faithful to him, give him my all and do everything within my power to keep him happy.

I thought that's what every Mother wanted for her Son.

You've not taken the time to get to know me, but I wish you would.

If you did, you might see what he see's in me as well and you'd see this time, your boy did good.

But I'll not force myself on you or jump through false hoops to gain your blessing.

That would mean pretending to be something and someone I'm not.

And I refuse to be bought, paid for, sold, traded or bought.

Maybe one day you too can accept me as his choice and love me as I am too.

What does he see in me?

Look at the sparkle in his once sad eyes and the smile he now sports and ask him.

What does he really see in me.