A MOTHER TO THE MOTHERLESS
From the atmosphere of heaven
The angels over heard a prayer
A woman's heart was breaking
Life had seemed unfair
You see, all she ever wanted
Was a child to love and hold
She couldn't help but feel the loss
Like she'd been left out in the cold
She felt that life had no purpose
As she struggled to go on
With her heart broken, arms empty
And her dreams dashed and gone
Looking up to heaven, pleading
Her face stained with tears
She tried to not feel punished
As she had for many years
She prayed to accept her fate
She tried not to be depressed
And though she couldn't understand
She tried to believe it was for the best
The angels couldn't give to her
What her heart was longing for
But she felt their strength and comfort
As she never has before
Now she waits for that day in heaven
When she meets the children, she never had
For now, she'll be a mother to the motherless
And try hard to not feel bad
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Hey GAYLE!!...... could feel this one .........as though the words just poured straight out of your soul........" The angels couldn't give it to her....".........it's strange how life seems to deal us the cards that only we (alone) could handle ......and learn life's most valuable lessons from....... your title says it all........ your poem iterating just how fragile we all are.......ALL STARS!!....... lovely read........ LOVE and ROCKETS!!.........T xo ?☀✴✳
Thank you so much for your encouragement. Reading what other people think, gives me a glimpse and insight as to what my poetry says and if I'm expressing it. Sometimes I get trapped into telling and reporting, instead of expressing and showing. Thanks again!
Thank you so kindly. Your imput always teaches me something about my poetry. It let's me know what my words are conveying. Sometimes I get trapped into telling and reporting instead of expressing and showing.
Thanks you for your encouragement!