The True Love of a Mother

THE TRUE LOVE OF A MOTHER _______________________________________________ An ideal mother soon to be She constantly rubbed her belly with affection Smiling as she indulged into a mother-to-child conversation Her joy none could measure The thought of a child brought about delight aligned with a form of immense pleasure She marveled with every kick and movement Her pain faded every time she felt that particular moment She labored day and night, In preparation for a better world for the child With every drip of sweat she worked with all her might Her motherly instincts so sharp and precise even before birth Barren for years, her prayers were finally to be answered Blessings would evolve with the coming of the child Her prospects of a family to build, Renewal of a relationship, the end of a family feud A bridge to build in a family torn apart A light to rediscover the path to a once lovely marriage to a fresh new-start In anticipation she waited… Nine months later she buried… Her child died during birth that day She never had the chance to smile back at her, To start a new conversation face-to-face, To cherish and love with her all, A baby daughter would have been born that day The Lord took away her last lifeline In a world so cruel reasons we shall never understand Complications we can never point to It never rains but pours In her deepest thoughts she no longer makes a sound A part of her died that day and is never to be found Her loss she carries The burden inscribed in her heart She never stopped caring Her marriage ended with her loss Her soul-mate wanted a biological child she could never give She never got to be blessed with another child In all her struggles she still visits her A love so strong the heavens couldn’t separate Every month she dedicates her time to the child she never had In the grave lies a daughter loved till this day Her name “Beloved” inscribed on her tombstone and in her mother’s heart to stay….