MOTHER AND CHILD

Morning duties
Of coddle and care,
The mother inately expresses her love and
Her tender mercies as she
Embraces her little ones.
Resting herself, she finds no time.

Silence is golden
Yet, far from home.
Mother watches her
Boys
Inch upward, a daily affair.
Out to play,
The children
Interact with other
Children

Crying for mommy,
Help is on it's way.
Independent, they may pretend. They will always be
Locked in and
Dependant upon the love their mother gives.


A symbiotic acrostic poem
3rd Place Winner in Poetry Prizm Contest