I, Mother
I often bring my baby flowers,
and ponder on what kind of mother I would have been.
But I know that I would have been just great,
my little boy would have grown up surrounded with love.
The beauty of his childhood stolen,
I will never see the man he would have been in life.
I would have taught him all that I know,
but would let him free to fly with his own wings and mind.
When he crashed I would always be there,
to pick up all the broken pieces and say, " be strong."
Yes, I would have been a good mother,
to this sweet little boy who never saw the blue sky.
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October 14, 2017
Poetry/Free Verse/I, Mother
Copyright Protected, ID 17-9495-43-0
All Rights Reserved. Written Under Pseudonym.
Submitted to the contest, Best Free Verse Oct - Dec, 2017
sponsor, John Hamilton
Fourth Place
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Written for the contest, Parenthood
sponsor, Silent One
Second Place
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