I am a Mom




I am a Mom. 
I'm supposed to be strong. 
As a mother I should pull it together. 
I appear to be whole.
When all seems lost I am supposed to inspire hope. 
I am just a lace border fraying at the seams.


I am a Mom. 
I am not supposed to be broken.
It feels wrong to feel like this.
I am without words.
I long to speak.
How can I inspire? 
I speak in hushed tones when they're asleep.

I am a Mom.
I should know what I'm doing.
How can I do it all?
There should be a manual for this. 
A reset button. 
Where is my reset button? 

I am a Mom.
I am my family's rock. 
I am the crest the ocean crashes upon. 
I am the bluff ever silent ever standing. 
I feel the wind in my face and long to move like the tide.

I am a Mom
They count on me.
Like the Moon and Stars.
Dependable and constant.
Looking to me for all the answers.

I am a Mom
I stand still when I want to run.
To turn like the earth on it's axis.
I hold on tight when I am weak.
Keeping everything together as I lose myself
I am a Mom.

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