It was a battle of wills
tears of frustration come from both sides.
Summoning all my strength
boundaries had to be drawn.
The first of many to come,
I kneel, praying for wisdom.
Guide me as a mother,
yours first, mine for a short time.
Help me to shape and mold
not break and crush.
Seven months,
the gates are opened.
Unhinged,
the joy comes rushing in.
"Look, Mom!"
A new level achieved.
Brightness is back in the eyes,
and the flamboyant personality returns.
Arms embrace me,
I lift a prayer of thanks.
Music, as it should be,
is once again enjoyed.
I am linking up with Julie for Words (3) Wednesday. Be sure to check out her beautiful way with words. Today's word: Unhinged.
So gorgeous, Janelle, and YAY for music and life in the eyes.
ReplyDeleteThanks Jules! :)
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