you claim to be with us <br />in our sorrow and joy, this cannot be <br />when i ask you what our dreams are <br />you reason out <br />that these matters are my personal matters <br />that i must keep within my heart <br /> <br />no, mother, since you do not know what <br />my dreams are <br />you never know me, and you never love me <br />the interest pushes you to know <br />and the knowledge keeps the love <br />aflame.<br /><br />RIC S. BASTASA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/how-can-you-be-with-us/