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A Mother's Love and Her Lament
A Mother's Love And Her Lament Before the break of a winter's morn tired, it is dark, dank and cold. With sad, eating thoughts so forlorn wonders how quickly she got so old! Up she races in her worn, torn gown for her children must soon be fed. With more food to be bought in town tonight late, she falls into her bed. Daily repetitions bring her down but the kids keep on calling. No time to stop or wear a sad frown and the baby keeps on bawling! There rests hope in her sweet dreams and energy in her worn out shoes. She fights the wild, onrushing streams and resists singing the sad blues. Tomorrow will be more of her loving as the kids seem to need it so. Even when they are racing and shoving her deep love they need to know! Before the break of a winter's morn tired, it is dark, dank and cold. With sad, eating thoughts so forlorn wonders how quickly she got so old! R.J. Lindley Nov. 27th, 1971. **************** Note- Written for mom. I know she works so hard and loves we kids. If only she'd let me tell her so. Sadly, she's just too tired to hear and too distant to ever listen.. *************** New note TODAY- poem above is presented as written, I was 17 years old then. My dad had been dead 2 years and my mother was so distant from me. Sharing today.. My friend's death still on my tired 'ole mind.
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