Motherhood

Morning nourishment
Blueberry sweetness secure
What matters the most

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Hustle of giggles
Cold toes kick up snowy hills
Whatever will be

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Always a mom first
Stop growing up so quickly
My first name, Audrey

*** (Not my child, or photo, so if it’s yours all credit goes to you, of course.)

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43 thoughts on “Motherhood

  1. Ah, they grow too soon, don’t they? I don’t have to advise you to enjoy each of their stages as it takes place, though, right? There’s something wonderful about a young adult who still calls regularly, comes home when he can, and still calls me mama!! πŸ˜‰

  2. I so loved being called mama – and now I’m a bubbie and even my sons call me bubbie. What I’d give for one more day of just being mama to my sons when they were little, now only memories.

    Kiss your babies, Audrey – though I doubt I have to tell you that. Such a sweet and perfect poem.

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