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The Maiden the Mother and the Crone
The Maiden I wake up in the morning and stretch, Luxuriating in the feel of a young body Able to follow any command given. With no pain And with No fear of injury. My mind floats distracted by the millions Of tiny insignificant thoughts Drifting through. I try to focus on just one of the tasks That occupy my time, But I cannot seem to find The motivation to use All the energy I have. The Mother The afternoon has come far too soon. There is not enough time to do All the things I neglected this Morning. I rush with the city, Smoke pouring from my engines As I race to do the things That my kids require. My love never lessens. The world is my child, And I am Forever and always Its mother. The Crone Old age has come with the evening But now it is the time for joy. I have lived my life To the fullest of my possibilities Even if my body No longer can move Like in the morning My soul still dances On nimble feet. But oh how I wish To go back in time and Dance again.
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