Poem

Friday, October 30, 2009
By Marlha

Some days my heart aches
trying to pull myself together
to be the mama I want to be

Some days it all falls into place
the rhythm, the magick of chores
I am the mama I want to be

Through it all I see those deep brown eyes
seeing me with a wisdom I have long forgotten
With a newness & hope I sometimes forget

Your soul reminds me what I must do
slow down . . .  enjoy the moment
be it perfect or heinous . . .
all is as it should be

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