{"id":78977,"date":"2020-07-21T21:16:15","date_gmt":"2020-07-22T01:16:15","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=78977"},"modified":"2020-07-21T21:18:02","modified_gmt":"2020-07-22T01:18:02","slug":"love-thy-mother-prompt-fifteenth","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/07\/love-thy-mother-prompt-fifteenth\/","title":{"rendered":"Love Thy Mother-Prompt fifteenth"},"content":{"rendered":"

On August 23, 1979<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0is when I first felt your love<\/span><\/p>\n

as a baby girl from your womb<\/span><\/p>\n

35 years, two months, twenty -seven days later<\/span><\/p>\n

Your arms are still a haven\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

In which I can run to when I\u2019m sick,<\/span><\/p>\n

for comfort and to hide from the world<\/span><\/p>\n

There is nothing in the world\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

I wouldn\u2019t do for you<\/span><\/p>\n

Your love is never selfish<\/span><\/p>\n

Never holding back the truth<\/span><\/p>\n

The armor, The leader, The father<\/span><\/p>\n

Yet, what is it that brings us together?<\/span><\/p>\n

As we grew older we tend to separate further<\/span><\/p>\n

But it is you that brings us back together<\/span><\/p>\n

when things become clouded\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

And tomorrow when the sun shines<\/span><\/p>\n

you are still there loving us for better or worse<\/span><\/p>\n

When the struggle of life gets too much<\/span><\/p>\n

You showed us how to contend<\/span><\/p>\n

and mend those broken wings\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

We shall have fallen on<\/span><\/p>\n

Bring us back together and mold us<\/span><\/p>\n

as the days turn into months\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

and the months turn to years.<\/span><\/p>\n

A mother who was always there.<\/span><\/p>\n

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