Mother


from the first time you set your eyes
on mine
it was pure love
you guided me through your tears
your losses
seven siblings and I
all loved because we existed
and today
like last year
when we spoke
you throat was croaky
and I felt for you
even after your inevitable scolding
and telling me still
how to make the best of my life
my mother



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Written on 2010-05-09 at 11:13

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Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
I agree with shells - I could so relate to this as a mother myself :-)

Elle x
2010-05-09


shells
I found this to be such an "honest" piece of poetry, there's nothing quite like a mothers love and we can still scold you like no one else can!
2010-05-09