Mother’s Nature

Mother’s Nature

an instinctive  propensity to protect
to shield from the harsh realities of the world
providing shelter from the cruelties that lie beyond her embrace

within her cocoon
lies safety, comfort, and joy

 a gentle prod to go explore
a heart wrenching nod, an overzealous smile of assurance
as one step is taken with a tentative glance, then two
never looking back again

invisible tethers woven from the fabric of time
 strong and secure 
ready to reel in and release

an eternal place to migrate to again and again
a place called, home

© Deena Remiel, 2010.

11 thoughts on “Mother’s Nature

  1. Mom

    This poem is beautiful, Deena. I miss MY Mother more every year. In our later years, Grandmom and I became each other’s best friend. That is the chapter I choose to remember. It enriches my life.

    HAPPY MOTHERS’ DAY DEENA. I AM SO VERY PROUD OF YOU AND LOVE YOU WITH ALL MY HEART.

    MOM

  2. To the person who left a lovely comment about a week ago, named Christian, I apologize for not responding! Your comment was seen as spam, so I deleted it. Please try again, and I shall make sure you are among friends…

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