Knowledge of Others
She never realized,
What she had inside,
Till she recognized she was a mother.
She loved her own
Plus a few on loan
That she nurtured in place of others.
Are those others to blame?
Should they be ashamed?
I think not wise to aver.
For they have no clue
When they misconstrue
And hold their child in disfavor.
No instructions they show
So love never grows
And their children cease to strive.
But surrogate moms
Stop the time bombs
And help those naive to thrive.
Though they’re never alone
When they teach the unknown
To advance and never surrender.
For matters not age
Of pupil or sage
Nor does it consider the gender.
They lead souls in need
With advice they do seed
And instruct the bewildered to fare.
Hence the child shows love
They were once deprived of
Now living their life so aware.
They now hold a key
In the vast human sea
Thanks to the knowledge of others.
For unwitting wise emit
A mere prose or a quip
Never knowing they helped another.
Copyright © Tina Thornton | Year Posted 2005
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