Mother Hen
If I died today could I die knowing , I loved them all with every beat of my heart
That I tried all I could, to set them apart
From what they see as the norm, That I gave them the courage not to conform
That they would be unlike the rest, That I would be able to take my last breathe
Knowing they would have the courage to be self, Selfless of the thoughtless people judging everyone but themselves
To rise above the need to fit in and stick out like sore thumbs, Un-phased of the mouths that run
I will never know for when I die, I won't hear their crys
I may watch over, but will no longer be able to lead them out of their own demise
I Cry
I Die
Not knowing
For what is is taught is not always followed
For what is followed is not always what is taught
But I will try my best, to trust that they will lead themselves after I rest
To be the best part of me, leaving behind all I have left
They are my push, much like the last I took
When they arrived to this world, beginning their own book
This is Life, for which I am blessed
To be the mother, that fed them from my breast
For if I die not knowing, I will not die not showing
All that I could, While they were growing
******Mother Hen*******
Copyright © Tiffany Diaz | Year Posted 2016
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