Marilene Evans Poet Verse

Mother's Woe

MOTHER’S WOE

My head aches,
my heart breaks,
body shakes.
Mind awake
for son’s sake.

Son’s illness,
I witness.
Please bring us
his wellness
his fitness.


1/7/22      What's New Poetry
                Joseph May

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Mystic Rose Rose January 8, 2022 at 5:37 PM I carry your prayer to God's ear by way of intercession dear friend, and I know that he hears you, for he loves you and your son, you are His, sending light and love your way dear friend :) Marilene Evans January 8, 2022 at 7:00 PM Vie, I appreciate so much your help, your support and your prayers. Thank you. Thank you. And I am receiving. Blessings to you. Hugs, Marilene

Anne-Lise Andresen January 8, 2022 at 11:14 AM - We are always worried about our children ... (regardless of age) ... I hope it is not from reality - Best wishes in the contest :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Marilene Evans January 8, 2022 at 11:54 AM It is reality, Anne-Lise. I am so glad that he is turning around now. It was hard to care for him seeing him having a very tough time with his breathing for more than a month... severe case of Covid. Thank you. Have a great weekend.

Victor Buhagiar January 8, 2022 at 1:44 AM I hope this is fiction. I see so many children sick in hospital. Otherwise very well written. Marilene Evans January 8, 2022 at 8:24 AM Hello, Victor. No it's not fiction. My son contracted Covid when he went to Las Vegas late November. He had SOB and was hospitalized for 2 days, released with oxygen on 12/6. He is just now turning around, still needing oxygen sometimes. Happy New Year. Blessings to you. Thank you.

Deb M January 8, 2022 at 12:21 AM Marilene first of all I hope your son is not too unwell. It doesn’t matter how old they or we are we will always worry about them ….if they are happy we are happy etc. Love your poem found it very relatable . Cheers Debx Marilene Evans January 8, 2022 at 12:40 AM Thank you, Deb. I appreciate it. Please be safe and stay safe. Enjoy your week-end. Cheers, Marilene

Marshall Iftekhar Ahmed January 7, 2022 at 10:01 PM Apt narration of a Mother's woe. Thanks - Marshall Marilene Evans January 7, 2022 at 10:06 PM Thanks so much, Marshall. At least I can breathe now, I mean relax. It was so hard for me to watch my 41 year old son out of breath, even with oxygen for more than a month. Thank you. Please be safe and stay safe. Blessings to you.

Valsa George January 7, 2022 at 9:57 PM I can so well relate. When children grow sick it is a great agony for the mothers ! A great entry for the contest, Marilene ! Marilene Evans January 7, 2022 at 10:03 PM Thank you for visiting, Valsa. My son is 41 years old and got severely ill with Covid. He was hospitalized for two days; but on oxygen for more than a month. He's just kind of turning around and still need oxygen sometimes. I'm still on alert mode. Thank you. Happy New Year. Blessings to you.