When the Wind Blew

When the wind blew, the birds slowly lifted their eyelids from sleep's seducing spell
Slowly, they met their new day with a feeling no one could explain or tell
They fluttered their wings to welcome the sun’s obnoxious display
Gazing at the people sleeping behind the misty window’s frame

When the wind blew, the birds prepared to take off
To fly to destiny’s tasteful D’lush
To sing melodious tunes
As they brighten a person’s days

When the wind blew, one by one they flew
As they passed by the many houses’ window’s
A chronological sequence it may be
But a story is what it shall be
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Long time ago, there, in the beautiful land of empathy, lived a lady and a gentleman
Together they took care of each other; together they raised a child as her life began
Every year, a bird passes by, as it sees the young girl in a different phase
Yesterday she was a child, but today she is beating destiny’s race
But, the one thing that never changed was her smile to the lady that:
Took care of her for the past umpteenth years
Held her close to her heart whenever she was in fear
Stayed by her side when in need

Now, the child grew up to tell her tale
To the birds who visited during the day
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“I grew up in the hands of a golden mother who took care of me every second
She watched me as I grew up while I watched her shine every day
She smiled when I made her laugh, while I treasured the smile in my mind
She hugged me whenever I was in need of warmth, while I preserved her warmth
I cherish everything you did for me, dearest mother
And I thank you for every good seed you planted in me”
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One day, the birds passed by and left a small letter on the mother’s desk
In it were the words the daughter described
In it were the dear thank you notes she left for her mother as she departed away…
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When the wind blew, many objects changed
But, a dear mother's love always remains the same…
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Smith-Johnsen Avatar
June 6, 2009 at 3:29 AM
Sara, I am so glad that I selected childhood category to read this morning. What an amazing tribute your poem is to Mothers' love. You have captured the essence if good parenting everywhere. And love. I absolutely cherish this poem.
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June 5, 2009 at 7:42 AM
I will dedicate this to my mum. This is one of the most creative poems I have ever read, kudos to your great pen that painted this lovely tribute for a wonderful mum like my mum. I love this piece and you too. Please keep writing. You are great. Adeleke
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