The Mama Trauma

She worked hard,
Running herself ragged
Taking care of her child,
Fussing and fretting
Over every little thing,
Trying to do it all right,
Trying to guard against
Her child somehow being
Traumatized by life.
She did the best she could,
But it was a futile fight,
One she lost
Before she even started.
What she couldn’t see,
Or didn’t understand,
Was that her child
Was the center
Of the universe
In which she was born,
And it is always
A rude awakening
When the child discovers
She is no longer
The center of the world.