Possibilities dusted in darkness
Energy shifts as hope exhales
The sting of reality lingers
Unaware of promises reborn
Today will be but a memory
Momentarily of defeat
Riddled of flaw and question
A mama stunned and lost
Found and held solely by grace
Wounds envisioned by words imparted
I am but human.
Hold tight my sons to the love you know
May it serve as a beacon for us all
Anchored and afloat
Imperfect yet complete
Mama remember, moments are fleeting
Pain is nye in moments of growth
Struggles are proof of connections evolving
I am your mama
You are gifts.
Bonded eternal
