Saturday, May 7, 2011

Duty Calls


No rest for the weary

An ever increasing awareness of time

And the responsibilities scattered about

Shattered, frazzled, dazzling with my whims

Sharing smiles, concealing frowns

Whilst within, parts exhausted and worn

Yet pressing on for the call, the cause.

Willing to embrace a cry

“My cup runneth over”

Flowing into the confines, the mounds that surround

Never surmounting to the fears

Reaching out to touch, to extend,

To mend the Love

A decision, an act of will. 

(In honor of all mothers and those who have mothers...-previously posted-Lorely)

10 comments:

  1. there is nothing like a mothers love...shattered, frazzled and dazzling...think that about sums it up...

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  2. Fabulous tribute to those who selflessly 'heed the call', with LOVE as the fuel that gives them the strength that they need to 'feed' those that they in turn love. ♥

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  3. Beautiful..Thanks Lorely for sharing again!!

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  4. Just Lovely Lorely...A Mothers love is our only constant.

    "Happy Mothers Day"

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  5. Thank you for reposting this great poem.

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  6. Well written, some lovely lines - the commitment, responsiveness and the act of will of love - very true. Thanks Lorely x

    And nice new look!

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  7. Beautiful writing, Lorely.
    Hope you had a lovely Mother's day!

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  8. powerful depiction of mother's role. im inspired

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  9. even in the quiet time it chimes, a mother's heart. lovely write.

    xo
    erin

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  10. A mother's shoulders bear many burdens, but her love is unconditional.

    Lovely writing, Lorely.

    Thanks for sharing and for commenting at my blog.

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