Reflections of a Mother
Reflections of my eyes
are looking back at mine
considering the memories
I thought were left behind.
Attempting to remember
happy moments that avail
while visions of regret
return to me unveiled.
A parent's love perfected
must from their failures bloom.
Intentions, not considered,
by memories are consumed.
Her childhood has departed
A mother she's become.
New memories now beginning
with an infant of her own.
Mirrored in her eyes, I see
a pondering of concern.
Memories, though unwelcome,
are lessons she must learn.
If any wisdom taken
from days of nurtured past,
I pray she will discover
that childhood memories last.
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