Motherhood

“Each second makes its mark on every single person’s life- comes and then goes, quietly disappearing without fanfare, evaporating into the air like steam from a piping hot Christmas pudding. Enough time leaves us warm; when our time is gone, it leaves us cold. It is time of which we do not have enough; it is time that causes the war within our hearts, and so we must spend it wisely.” (The Gift, Cecilian Ahern)

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Defending the poor and unfortunate

caring with a heart so compassionate

ah! a lawyer that’s what I will be

back then as a little girl with glee.

Broadcasting news on TV

doing it with a mind so steady

Ah! a television anchor I see

back in high school so carefree.

Pouring thoughts on paper

scribbling late at night so dear

ah! a journalist I will

back in college with free will.

Never become a lawyer really

it wasn’t my dream actually

‘Twas a childish thing to wish

no dirt to dish.

Broadcasting wasn’t even for me

‘though I had the chance to be

you see surgery on the neck

making it hard to speak.

A writer I may have always been

creating stories every now and then

putting actions into words

screaming as I scribble with thoughts.

You see there’s something I miss

never imagined I enjoyed it with bliss

caring for little souls as they grow

motherhood is what makes me glow.