Life's Journey Starts At Momma's Breast
Life's journey starts at momma's breast
where nutrition and love ever rest
Yet too soon do we leave this place of rapture
by the lure of greener pastures captured
reveling in ourselves, we run, jump, skip and hop
in a veritable stampede to reach the 'top'
of whatever mountain we've climbed
leaving momma's breast far, far behind...
There comes a day when we realize
all our striving's for naught
that the world sold us a bill of goods
which we fell for and bought
A bit ashamed of ourselves we head back home
to find momma worn-out, with no more to give
Decades of worry (over us) ~
drained of her will to live
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2023
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