Mother and Little Son Poem
Straight from the heart
Oh my little son,
when I hold you in my arms,
my problems vanish.
I feel a plunge in my wrath,
song flow from my mouth,
everything looks beautiful.
Your cherubic face,
your glowing eyes,
give me purpose, and resolves,
to keep making good choices,
to stay away from vices.
What a blessing you are,
a nook so sacred
in a filthy world,
one that often makes life hard.
My precious son,
you make life fun.
One gaze at you,
and my heart soars like a bird.
Stay kind and curious,
keep being smart and fabulous,
cheerful and happy,
that’s Mommy’s therapy.
About the Creator
Seema Patel
Hi, I am Seema. I have been writing on the internet for 15 years. I have contributed to PubMed, Blogger, Medium, LinkedIn, Substack, and Amazon KDP.
I write about nature, health, parenting, creativity, gardening, and psychology.
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Comments (5)
Really beautiful 🌺🌺🌺🌺💙
Aww, this is so sweet! You captured the magic of motherhood so well.
nice.
A true poem of a mother's love for her child. The picture is so cute.
Awww, this was so sweet. Loved it!