A mother’s heart will overflow
With love for all
Upon rest and woe.
With her heart
She loves each little one,
And finds joy,
In each race won.
Her heart does love
The good and bad,
For even when they make her sad,
She finds a reason to stay above,
And goes not mad.
Each day that passes,
Her heart beats faster.
For at times,
The sorrow and frustration
Are very deep and seem
To lack salvation.
But, those little ones grow
With great intentions.
The chaos ensues
And her heart,
With joy,
Responds to each alteration.
And before she realizes
The days of complication
Have passed on to hours of contemplation,
For now she must recognize
That the hours are hers to characterize.
The sacrifice of love
She left behind,
To raise the little ones
Who now have grown
And left her on her own,
To be
More than a heart that bleeds.
copyright Robyn Graham
Bleeding Heart
Happy Mother’s Day to all of the women in my life who have served as a mother figure, who have inspired me, who have encouraged me, who have supported me, and who have helped me become the woman I am today. I appreciate your sacrifices of love, of time and of self, for me, as well as, for all people in your lives.