Mother and Son


Incubator of my life 
Safety haven from all strife 
Giving growth to every limb 
Feeding me from deep within. 

Pulsing pain belabored birth 
Loosing life upon the earth 
Here you’ve certainly shown no dearth 
In demonstrating what you’re worth. 

Warm and whispery words endear 
Kissing lips allaying fear 
Wrapped in love and free from harm 
Snuggling in your weary arm. 

Giving guidance to my reach 
Standing firm if I beseech 
Stretching thin when times were rough 
Fostering feelings of enough. 

Working fingers to the bone 
Through love’s labor you have shown 
Dedication like no other 
You’re the one I call my Mother. 


© Jack Thompson

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