Mother’s Pride


Smiles and a promise
back when time moved slowly…
delicious in daily tasks
satisfying in simplicity

Sometimes we’d sleep
on the porch lit with candles
and let the ocean breeze
wash away our troubles

Single-handed focus on dreams
meant for a life we had planned,
not knowing where our path would lead,
back when the future was yet reimagined

Somehow we made it through
twists and turns and turmoil
and emerged so much stronger
in this place that holds our hearts

Still, that child I held in my arms—
now grown and accomplished,
finds laughter in memories
of a life we built together

photo: mine
prompt: Sunday Whirligig


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