the first love

A poem dedicated to all mothers

when a child is born,

they know nothing but breath

it is the way life is

the cycle of birth and death

but the natural draw

the feel of no other

is almost a command

when a child is with their mother

they don't love God

they dont love earth

the love the one

who gave them their birth

Author's Note

mmm I dedicate this to my mother who is doing so great lately in recovery and her classes. As well as all of the mother figures in my life and any mother out there. ^^
Also my second mom Jane! I love you!

Reviews

[Darksummerswind]

This definitely has a lot of love put into it.

[NewYorkNights]

[Emunah June.]

After seeing my meager review, I have decided to leave a more detailed one. So here I go:

You have a way with words. In a sense, your poetry is like a song. It truly brings motherhood into the beautiful light it deserves.

[FemmeSpookyCorpse]

This was wonderful to read; really uplifting to the spirit, and speaks true of mothers and all they give. They give to us from their bodies (when they're carrying us and when we're born), they give to us from their hearts (when we're little and have a nightmare, or scrape our knee), and they give to us from their spirit (when we are grown and need their support.) Very wonderful job = ]

[Misty Blue Eyes]

thats really sweet. i like it

[Emunah June.]

Awww!!! How wonderful!!