Saturday, March 21, 2015

Re-Post: Short 'mother' poem (5-10-14)

You, as mother,
flutter so
with anxiety
and love
over your children.
They humor your attentiveness
and yet
know -- deep down --
that in your tears
they could drown.


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Beautiful and true. I vividly remember every time I made my mother cry.R
Exactly. I could drown in those tears as well, at times.
This is true ( as my mother would say. )

Well put, Libby.
wow! that really resonated.

it was often casual (probably natural) irritation
with Mom's attentiveness
that brought on the waterworks...

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