20th September, 1967 was the day I lost my mother. 54 years ago! So in honor of that date I chose an image of a mother and daughter.
My mom would have been the perfect paradigm of my ideal
Had she lived long enough for me to know her as an adult
Her life finished when she was just twenty-six years old
I never got the chance to develop memories of her as a person
Life for her was short and her journey ended where for others, it begins
I miss the motherly touch, the words of wisdom that she might have
Imparted to me, had she been alive when I became old enough to value
The love and devotion only a mother can give to her child each and every day
Today and every day, I salute the mothers, who with selfless love give their children
All the confidence they need to face this world and to stand strong on their own
I wrote this poem in May, 2019. It expresses my feelings so well.
It was the 100th prompt this week and I want to express my gratitude for all the support I have been given here in WP. Please click on these amazing entries by our wonderful community.
Chris Hall; Autumn days
Radhika; The essence
Di; A new beginning
Keith; A short story
Reena; Did we know?
Susi; Going forward
Punam; Walk down the memory lane
Jim; A walk in the woods
R K H; Beacon
Diana; What do you see 100
Tanvir; You are my sunshine
Eugenia; Guiding light
Books and Bonsai; WDYS # 100
Nope, not Pam; What do you see # 100
Fandango; To grandma’s house we go
Sam; A long way home
Tessa; What do you see # 100
Jeff; Oh how I love her
My heartfelt thanks to all those who read, commented and shared these posts.
I will be posting next week’s challenge on Monday at 12:00 pm PKT