We become Mothers
and enter a wilderness,
where thoughts,
opinions and life or death action
yield dire consequences
We lose ourselves in
the repetition of drear-dom
and say
‘we never thought
it would be like this’
But Motherhood doesn’t lose you
it shines a spotlight on who you are
Me-time becomes
“this is who I am time” and
we shine brighter
our light pushing through our barriers
When looking into startling blue eyes
makes time disappear
we understand what “home” really means
The drear-dom becomes
organisation
it becomes habit
it becomes our burden to bear
For the reward of the forever-love
that we are given
and bountifully receive.
How lovely and so true x