Non-Erotic PoetryA MotherA Mother
The first time i heard your cry
The sweetest melody to my ear
The first step you took
How proud i stood
Your first words
Sweeter than honey
How grown up you are
Standing tall
Standing proud
Then the news came
You were arrested for drugs
I bowed my head in shame
Thinking where did i go wrong
Not realising
It was never my choice to make
What i have taught you
And what you have learned
Combined you made the choice
To live your own life
All that I am
And all I can ever be
Is a Mother
Praying for her child.
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What A mother should be....,
As I was reading this poem I was thinking about my favorite childhood book, ‘Love You Forever’ about a mother whom always loves her child uncondesonally, no matter what that child did growing up. And I think that is what all mothers should be. And not whores or drug addicts.more...
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