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