Of whispering trees Of babbling waters Of flowering fields Of endless beaches In darkest caves In deepest depths In crashing waves In silent pools On highest ridge tops On sharpest crags On softest buds On smoothest stones Burbling, chirping Roaring,…...
She means well but she’s not very wise Oblivious as she is to the threat high above A bigger more raggedy nest, not neatly hidden like hers Its owner, with striking black and white feathers, has no need of cover…...
My Mother…She kept me, even when he wanted an abortion.She chose our lives over death,even when she was at her weakest.She kept her faith and taught it to me,even when the act that created me almost cost her her religion.She lived…...
Mom, In the beginning, You were a hand to hold, You took care of me, When I had a cold. The years would go on, And days went by, You would comfort me, When I would cry. As I was…...
Drops of love adorn a broken heart, bring it back to life… With my teardrops I adorn you, with drops of love I comfort you… A mother’s eyes shine with love, lips utter joy; cheerful peace, serenity slowly sprout in…...
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Every day we meet but today we need to speak on our earth, we all call home every day we face the fearful unknown as my two barefeet touch down onto her firm gentle ground with a few guided steps…...
A hot water bottle, pressed firmly against my lower back, Is held tight by Mother’s body weight. She sits on me, facing my feet, massaging my aching legs. Eight hours in the fields, roasted by the summer sun, Fingers gummed…...
