Motherhood

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    Motherhood
    The day I added “mother” to my name
    A wondrous love exploded in my soul
    Igniting deep within a constant flame
    An all consuming blaze which made me whole

    With tenderness I held this precious child
    My eyes glued to a miracle so small
    And I besot and smitten only smiled
    At once my spirit heard this sacred call

    Now I was living not for one but two
    Protecting this new life, my only care
    Although instinctively I also knew
    That many days I’d kneel in heartfelt prayer

    This fact of life is cause for jubilee
    For now and evermore, a “mom” I’ll be

    Tina Busch-Nema
    January 29, 2009

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    zaphnathpaaneah commented on Motherhood

    02-11-2009

    very touching from a loving mother...
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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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