Below is the poem entitled A Mothers Limits which was written by poet
Buckeridge. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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Now, I love my husband an awful lot
But his cantankerous side is not so hot
We tolerate each other’s choices
But Football is a ‘no’ my inside voice says
Personally, I have a fear of ancient twisted trees
I WILL close my eyes, so guide me under them please
My children are like a heard of fighting elephants
There’s only so much my ear drums can take of their shouts and grunts
My parents are great, (now my head can't find a rhyme)
But I’ve have heard their stories from long ago one hundred million times!
The love I have for my loved ones has no limits at all
I will always be here with opened arms to catch them if they fall
So, football, twisted trees, fighting elephants and old stories
I have my limits I truly do but would I change things? No not really!
For contest ’limitless’
5th place win