She smoothes my edges and keeps me on balance.
She's my mother.
She saw me draggin' my feet,
heavy from burden, and gave me her heels.
She's my mother.
She satiated my emptiness with love.
Reconstructed my self-confidence with care.
I'm under construction.
She's still building.
She's my mother.
(original poem)
She saw me draggin' my feet,
heavy from burden, and gave me her heels.
She's my mother.
She satiated my emptiness with love.
Reconstructed my self-confidence with care.
I'm under construction.
She's still building.
She's my mother.
(original poem)
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I live in southern NJ which I also consider to be a suburb of Philadelphia. On mother's day, I love to go to the Silver Diner and get my free carnation and give my 5 year old quarters to put in the jukebox. We eat pancakes and listen to oldies. The simple but meaningful lyrics take me to my "happy place" and then we stop by the aquarium to collect yet another free carnation and spend more time together. It's great. So to all the moms out there, with or without a physical child, Happy Mother's Day!
Love the poem! Sounds like you had a wonderful Mother's Day.
ReplyDeleteHi! Stopping by from Mom Bloggers Club. Great blog!
Have a nice day!