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.
there is nothing like a mothers love...shattered, frazzled and dazzling...think that about sums it up...
ReplyDeleteFabulous 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. ♥
ReplyDeleteBeautiful..Thanks Lorely for sharing again!!
ReplyDeleteJust Lovely Lorely...A Mothers love is our only constant.
ReplyDelete"Happy Mothers Day"
Thank you for reposting this great poem.
ReplyDeleteWell written, some lovely lines - the commitment, responsiveness and the act of will of love - very true. Thanks Lorely x
ReplyDeleteAnd nice new look!
Beautiful writing, Lorely.
ReplyDeleteHope you had a lovely Mother's day!
powerful depiction of mother's role. im inspired
ReplyDeleteeven in the quiet time it chimes, a mother's heart. lovely write.
ReplyDeletexo
erin
A mother's shoulders bear many burdens, but her love is unconditional.
ReplyDeleteLovely writing, Lorely.
Thanks for sharing and for commenting at my blog.