From the very first
she gently lifts him
pushes him to breathe
and so the learning starts
He is so clumsy
as she teaches him to swim
she laughs a gentle mother’s laugh
if inwardly
No arms to discipline or hug
yet what a heart to give
to her one small and only son
just twelve feet long at birth
One distant day he’ll near her length
at forty-five or so
and shall remain
the most important thing
to her
upon this Earth
Oct 23, 2015
Oct 23, 2015 at 7:17 AM UTC
From the very first
she gently lifts him
pushes him to breathe
and so the learning starts
He is so clumsy
as she teaches him to swim
she laughs a gentle mother’s laugh
if inwardly
No arms to discipline or hug
yet what a heart to give
to her one small and only son
just twelve feet long at birth
One distant day he’ll near her length
at forty-five or so
and shall remain
the most important thing
to her
upon this Earth
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