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Saturday, October 21, 2017

Mother to Child - Prose

A mother's love for her child is the strongest bond on earth. as the candle flickers its last breath to the night, with shades drawn; the day at its end watching you sleep with lashes brown and long..

as the candle flickers its last breath to

the night, with shades drawn; the day at its end

watching you sleep with lashes brown and long

that settle on your skin, your face drawing a

soft smile; a brush could not do as well

blankets tucked in at your sides to

stop the chill of night; keeping you safe

and warm from winter rain and winds outside

beyond the darkened panes of glass, I watch you

with feelings of love; to protect; till the next

day is done

deep into the night, I lay in stillness knowing

you are there, that in the morn when light breaks

the grey and dismal skies, that your face will

smile at me and your arms will reach to be held

and gladly I shall take and give my life for yours

if ever the choice arose

my breath for your breath; a mother's gift

to child, I've lived my journey and can go without

but you have many roads yet to travel, so know this

now, this night, my love's unquestionable, it's

what I am, what every mother is; you are folded in

my heart, cradled safe

©JMTacken2013



About the Writer

I am the Author of The Empty Nest- A Mother's Hidden Grief. (EPub) This is available through Lulu and Amazon. The memoir is the story of my life as a mother, with an emphasis on the unspoken grief, which accompanies the process of letting go of one’s children as they grow up. As much as a mother loves her children, she must endure, at many stages of their growth, the pain of losing them. The inevitable “cutting of the ties” culminates when the day arrives for her children to leave home. For many women, this time coincides with profound personal changes of menopause and fiftieth birthdays. My own recent experience of this process prompted me to revisit my life as a mother, and to delve into the journals which I had kept since I was pregnant with my two daughters, some twenty years ago. The journals reveal the learning curves of motherhood and I was able to use this material to form both the chronological backbone of the memoir, and to expose the “heart” of the story in the touching and personal moments that I had recorded. Here are the links if you are interested. http://www.lulu.com/shop/j-m-kadane/the-empty-nest-a-mothers-hidden-grief/ebook/product-20361003.html https://www.amazon.com/author/jmkadane
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