As Love's Pages Turn

Unlike the robin caring for her young
   weaving a nest of affection
sitting sentry, perched on pale-blue eggshells
   nourishing new-hatched fledglings
her joy as worms whirl down
   their cavernous, yearning orifices...

A woman's tender love for her young
   deepens as calendar pages turn
blossoming in Spring, flourishing in Summer
   ~ her nestlings long-departed ~ 
thriving in Autumn, yet vibrant through Winter
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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October 27, 2019 at 1:06 PM
Hi Gershon, I agree with Michelle, you've penned such a tender and heartfelt write on motherhood. Well done:-) Alexis
Wolf Avatar
October 27, 2019 at 1:17 PM
Aw, thank you so much for your inspiring comment about this motherhood poem, Alexis. Much appreciated. Warmest wishes, Gershon
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October 26, 2019 at 11:41 PM
This is so tender and emotive, gw, a great metaphor for mothering-
Wolf Avatar
October 27, 2019 at 9:24 AM
Thank you, Michelle, esp. since I presume you would definitely be an expert on the subject (of mothering) by now! :-) gw
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