I am a Mother

18 Feb

My first true blood

matched by none.

Centre of all, child of Grace

Gift from above, for me to love.

Strange times – some hard, some gentle

all sanctified by the desire for light.

Every day from then till now

My gratitude burns, my pride soars, my heart is full.

Now a woman, then a child.

Heart so full, mind so strong.

Restless and peaceful.

Extending mercy and joy

to the fullest.

Always close, yet so far.

Nothing can truly separate us.

Love is the cord that binds

And blesses.

My first blood, my first love,

my highest dream and desire.

Thank you.


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