in one’s life one finds a vast array of emotions<\/p>\n
as a child perhaps un be knowing of \u00a0so much<\/p>\n
there is not the realisation of a parents needs<\/p>\n
reality can mean your out of touch<\/p>\n
but in a child’s mind \u00a0there can \u00a0be great visions<\/p>\n
that sally back and forth and won’t depart<\/p>\n
whatever they are ,they are meaningful<\/p>\n
and permanent<\/p>\n
really part and parcel of the heart<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
a mother is the angel in the mirror<\/p>\n
a mother is the fantasy around<\/p>\n
a mother makes it happen<\/p>\n
a mother waves her wand<\/p>\n
perception is the father I have found<\/p>\n
whatever happens whether dreams<\/p>\n
or nightmares<\/p>\n
the child may blame the mother<\/p>\n
on all counts<\/p>\n
and as the child grows up<\/p>\n
and becomes a mother<\/p>\n
she may recall<\/p>\n
how she felt<\/p>\n
as she mounts<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
the various stumbling blocks<\/p>\n
that may present themselves<\/p>\n
and tries in many way<\/p>\n
so to fulfil<\/p>\n
maybe she does<\/p>\n
or possibly she doesn’t<\/p>\n
but it means her love is<\/p>\n
endless really still<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
and as the years pass<\/p>\n
and her mother ages<\/p>\n
and her needs grow<\/p>\n
with each passing hour<\/p>\n
that she may call on her daughter<\/p>\n
for some favours<\/p>\n
and once again neglect<\/p>\n
may sort of sour<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
one’s thoughts<\/p>\n
those years when possibly<\/p>\n
one’s life could have been good<\/p>\n
instead somehow it was not to be<\/p>\n
though honestly it should<\/p>\n
that said a soul emerges<\/p>\n
as warm and as kind and does<\/p>\n
forget the bad times<\/p>\n
and draw s on the reserves<\/p>\n
and with \u00a0a buzz<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
that draws heartfelt \u00a0emotions<\/p>\n
and gives it out at will<\/p>\n
loves the mother<\/p>\n
loves her so<\/p>\n
letting it all spill<\/p>\n
the mother should have given more<\/p>\n
but the child became the soul<\/p>\n
who now can teach the mother<\/p>\n
can \u00a0now take on that role<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
despite so many problems<\/p>\n
the daughter may still \u00a0find<\/p>\n
a willingness to help her mum<\/p>\n
though it may be, a bind<\/p>\n
she can do it from her heart<\/p>\n
she wants to make the time<\/p>\n
resentment in the background<\/p>\n
for she’s the glowing spirit<\/p>\n
who will climb<\/p>\n
who gives her love so purposefully<\/p>\n
in a realm of her own making<\/p>\n
adversity has strengthened her<\/p>\n
and she’s giving now not taking<\/p>\n
neglect can be a lasting stain<\/span><\/p>\n on a child that felt \u00a0alone<\/p>\n but a child who learned and realised<\/p>\n that from all the wild flowers sown<\/p>\n the one’s that come to fruition<\/span><\/p>\n and produces the sweetest scent<\/p>\n is the one that she \u00a0remembers most<\/p>\n and thus remains content<\/p>\n <\/p>\n the mother may feel sorry<\/p>\n seeing the daughters \u00a0display<\/p>\n and really then regretting<\/p>\n some things she did say<\/p>\n and some things she forgot to give<\/p>\n the mother may now feel<\/p>\n humbled by the kindness<\/p>\n that somehow she does steal<\/p>\n reality resentment recounted<\/p>\n possibly<\/p>\n but<\/span>\u00a0the soul has grown in stature<\/span><\/p>\n and is flying admirably<\/p>\n <\/p>\n maybe sometimes reflecting<\/p>\n on if, \u00a0 \u00a0 then what might be<\/p>\n but thinking now to be able<\/p>\n to help provide that key<\/p>\n that doesn’t really open the door<\/p>\n too well but \u00a0clearly she<\/p>\n can at least get inside<\/p>\n with some effort<\/p>\n which we see<\/p>\n <\/p>\n and what that tells us<\/p>\n is<\/p>\n the daughters stature<\/p>\n grew and grew<\/p>\n she had a heart<\/p>\n much bigger than the heart<\/p>\n perhaps of \u00a02<\/p>\n daughters<\/p>\n had the mother had them<\/p>\n and with this we see<\/p>\n an image of great beauty<\/p>\n for perpetuity<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" in one’s life one finds a vast array of emotions as a child perhaps un be knowing of \u00a0so much there is not the realisation of a parents needs reality can mean your out of touch but in a child’s … Continue reading