On motherhood, when our children surpass us
me, nothing left of use
standing watch
by the creaky front door
still,
I can be the flame
that keeps you warm
oww, oww, oww!
oh the cost and labor of love,
and the sadafterglow of parenting for seasons.
may God reward the mothers with stability ... as they wait for their horses to run their races ... and remember
This is beautiful Boo. When they take that first step to becoming who they were meant to be.
And then come home, hungry 😂
An intersting shape to this. I like it.
Thank you!
incredible incredible! I think you healed a piece of the broken child in me
I’m crying now ❤️ Thank you for the ending, which is also my beginning and middle….
aw <3 I'm so grateful to consume your art. You are a joy in this world and surely, in your own.
Very beautifully written; these lines especially stood out to me
"You set out to cross deserts
under your own moonlight"
Love that <3
Thank you!!
me, nothing left of use
standing watch
by the creaky front door
still,
I can be the flame
that keeps you warm
oww, oww, oww!
oh the cost and labor of love,
and the sadafterglow of parenting for seasons.
may God reward the mothers with stability ... as they wait for their horses to run their races ... and remember
This is beautiful Boo. When they take that first step to becoming who they were meant to be.
And then come home, hungry 😂
An intersting shape to this. I like it.
Thank you!
incredible incredible! I think you healed a piece of the broken child in me
I’m crying now ❤️ Thank you for the ending, which is also my beginning and middle….
aw <3 I'm so grateful to consume your art. You are a joy in this world and surely, in your own.
Very beautifully written; these lines especially stood out to me
"You set out to cross deserts
under your own moonlight"
Love that <3
Thank you!!