Sunday, May 17, 2015

How Can You Be Taken for Granted?

I received a disturbing piece of information on yesterday and this poem is a result of said information. I hope it proves to be food for thought for all prospective mothers. Nevertheless, make of it what you will... Just Sayin'.


Motherhood
Motherhood
How can you be taken for granted
To some as common as gravel
To a precious few
As rare as the finest tanzanite
And the purest refined gold
The fulfillment for which a soul panted
An ache that never quite grew cold.

Doing What I Can, While I Can
Alma








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